I've Got My Eye On Someone New

Just moved to a new city and I already know who my competition killer is. It's that cute barista at the coffee shop near work, every time he hands me my latte, it’s like he's handing over more than just caffeine. But here's the thing: if he ever catches me staring, it's not because of his smile or the way his hair falls in his eyes; it's about how he makes that perfect foam art look effortless. And yeah, I'm totally fine with everyone knowing that he's on my radar.