"This is impossible!" Xero yelled loud enough to disrupt the entire cafe, banged his fists hard enough against the surface of the single-personed table for his cup of coffee to spill over onto his jeans. Just how badly could this day ruin him? First being unable to complete the story on time, then this? Train of thought nearly engulfed with rage, he threw his hood over his head, mumbling to himself whilst the nearest waiter brought him a rag, insisting they’d clean up his mess. How nice of them, but he had to refuse. Mumbling a undecipherable “thank you”, he had the mess cleaned up within seconds, despite the large stain left on his pants. Back to work. “I’ll never get this article finished..” But why did that even matter? It was just an article. He wanted bigger, better things. A book or two, even a series! No one had the time and place for that, though. “Secretary suspected of blah, blah, blah.” Emphasis on the last blah as he violently pressed down on the enter key. Next sentence. One second passed..then another..and Xero couldn’t help but feel as if someone were watching him. Someone..cute. He fidgeted around some before looking over his shoulder, eyes immediately looking at not the girl, but what she had before her. Then the cute girl. “Ah..” He wanted to speak out, wanted to ask what she was working on, then that would mean having to explain what he was working on. Embarrassing, really, and in no way did it count as an acceptable first impression. “H-Hello.”