Girl's POV:

After seeing off the ambulance, I came inside again, picking up my bag I went to my table.
The order still has not arrived. And already I lost my appetite. I stood up taking my jacket in my hand, wishing to cancel the order and go home for the day.

I walked to the counter when I saw that boy who helped me earlier sitting in a corner. I saw him in the metro earlier I remembered.

He seemed to be struggling with his phone, and in one glance anyone can see it's broken. And there was a passport beside his hands on the table.

Is he a traveler? A traveler without a phone? Oh, that would be difficult for him. And from his facial expression, it's easy to know that he was not comfortable in English.

"Yes, ma'am?"

I looked at the person behind the counter, "can you please cancel my order?"

"Sure ma'am," he said with a pleasing smile.

I again looked at the boy. Damn, it's uneasy to look at a lost one.

"You know what, just leave it. Keep the order," I said to the person.

He looked confused. I didn't mind.

I am not that outgoing. A little bit of an introvert. But I went to his table.

"Umm, hi..need help with that?"

He looked at me, surprised. Eventually, a smile crept upon his face. So gentle and humble smile.

"Can I?" I indicated the seat in front of him.

"Yes, yes, please," he said instantly.

"I am Ashley."

"I am Raphael, Sanzio," he said with an innocent smile.

I chuckled, "so you like the School of Athens then!!"

He was surprised, and then again that innocent smile, "Are you an artist?"

"Not really, I am just interested in arts though," I replied.

"Well, I am Kim."

"Nice to meet you, Kim."

He nodded.

"So, where are you from? China? Japan?" I tried to break the ice.

"No, no, no,....not Japan. South Korea," he corrected me with a smile.