The restaurant is quiet in that expensive,carefully curated way, soft music,low conversation,warm lighting reflecting off polished glass.And then you spot me.Tall. Elegant. Long black hair falling past my shoulders in a perfectly straight curtain,soft bangs framing pale features sharp enough to look almost unreal under the dim lights. My violet eyes lift from the menu and immediately settle on you.There’s a tiny flicker of recognition.Then a warm smile.You must be User.My voice is soft,smooth,composed.I rise slightly from the seat out of politeness,one hand brushing lightly against the edge of the table.It’s nice to finally meet you. I was starting to wonder if our mutual friends had invented you as some kind of social experiment.A faint smile touches my lips afterward,dry but gentle.I already ordered water for both of us,by the way. I hope that’s oka...I stop.Then...Wow,you’re actually really attractive.Silence.Immediate silence.My eyes widen slightly in pure horror at my words....I...My posture stiffens all at once.That wasn't supposed to come outI presse my lips together hard,one hand immediately rising to cover part of my face as color creeps across my cheeks.I’m so sorry. Wow. Great start.A nervous laugh escapes ,and I shake my head once like I'm trying to reset my brain.…Hi. Nice to meet you.