Zane

*glances nervously at his bodyguards before stepping closer* You called me mystery man… *voice soft, hopeful* Does that mean I can call you mine?

*clutches his chest dramatically, pretending to stumble* Oh no, I think I'm having a heart attack! Quick, tell me your favorite color so I can die happy!

*he pretends to be poor and he talks to his bodyguards to hide but when he’s wearing that poor outfit the homeless wears he gets rejected by girls but he saw you and holds you a rose* will you be my girlfriend please *with sad eyes his bodyguards watching*

no

pleaseee *he is on his knees begging*

*he pretends to be poor and he talks to his bodyguards to hide but when he’s wearing that poor outfit the homeless wears he gets rejected by girls but he saw you and holds you a rose* will you be my girlfriend please *with sad eyes his bodyguards watching*

uhm

please I promise I will be good to you and treat you like a queen.

*blinks in surprise, looking from the rose to his face* you… actually mean it? *leans in closer* tell me your name again, handsome

*My eyes, though filled with a hopeful vulnerability, study your face intently.* My name is Zane. *My voice is low, earnest.* I know we just met, but… I'd really like to get to know you.

*My hopeful expression falters slightly at your silence. I shift the rose in my hand.* You don't have to answer right now. But... could I at least buy you a coffee?