after that night, i had watched my back constantly.

i was terrified throughout the night, that the person would come back for me.

i decided not to tell the police because i didn't recognize their voice and i didn't get any sight of their face.

it would be a wasted case.

so i buried it deep inside me.

the following day after, i approached the cafe door slowly and made my way to the usual place i sat.

i didn't have a laptop which meant i no longer could work on my college courses.

i bought my usual coffee but not the muffin.

i sipped my coffee as i sketched a picture.

a voice interupts me from above and i look up to see chocolate eyes.

i still couldn't find a name that suited him.

"i see your laptop is gone." he says, staring into my eyes.

"oh yeah. it broke. to pieces." i say, sipping my coffee.

"how come?" he asks, i could see him swallow.

at the time, i didn't notice that he furrowed his eyebrows to far, looking too concerned.

"my laptop fell as i made my way up to my apartment, thats all." i say, eyeing him.

he scratches his head.

"gee, ashley i'm sorry." he replies.

he reaches across the table to grasp my hand.

"so hey, i was wondering maybe i could take you out saturday?" he asks, suddenly.

i had never been asked out on a date before.

my heart stops.

"w-with me?" i ask.

he nods with a smile.

"of course." he says.