𝐘𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 || 𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞. 𝐔

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓

It's my first time in the biggest coffee shop in town. I could see the cheerful and brilliant lighting of the shop as I walked across the street.

There were tables outside the shop each with a brown vintage style umbrella. This particular coffee shop sells the finest coffee from all over the world.

It also has a book corner on the left-hand side of the shop where we can buy books.

This place is an ideal place for people to release stress. As I made my way through the transparent glass door, a blanket of warm air hit me, and the rich aroma of coffee was delectable.

The noise the customers made was immense which reminded me how popular the place is.

I made my way to the coffee bar at the end of the shop made of reclaimed wood.

A barista stood before me. He welcomed me with a charming smile. I got my cup of coffee and two donuts then paid for it at the next counter.

The aged wooden floor creaked beneath me as I was walking towards my table.

I made myself comfortable on a bulky wooden chair.

When I was about to take the first sip of my cup of coffee the looks of the cup caught my eye. It had a very rich vintage look itself.

The cup was in white and the details were in bronze. The fresh hot coffee warmed my palms as I took the first sip. The invigorating smoky taste was heavenly.

"(Y/n)?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry.."

"Huh? For what?"

"for everything I did to hurt you.."

His voice rang in my mind.

He's somewhere in this village but still, I can't catch a glimpse of him. The further I desire to withdraw the images of sasuke, the deeper thoughts flow in my mind.

I unconsciously touch my hand, recalling his cold touch on my skin, and yet it runs chills down my spine.

"Are you always this distracted?"

As I lifted my eye from the cup, I saw sasuke standing nearby the table.

"Sasuke?"

Sasuke pulls the wooden chair and sits across the table.

"Are you stalking me?" I ask with a sense of annoyance.

He ushered his eyes shut "no."

A sigh slipped through my lips "whatever you say."

I could feel him staring at me, My heart pounded, and my hand began to feel clammy against my bouncing knee.

"You didn't order a cup of coffee for yourself?" I ask.

"No. I don't like coffee."

I slide the small box of donuts forward "here, you can have it."

"I don't like that either."

"What do you like for then? raw coffee beans?" I asked rolling my eyes.