Kimi sat in the same corner booth, fingers loosely wrapped around a coffee cup he hadn’t touched.

On the table beside it—

A receipt.

Not his.

Yours.

Folded neatly.

Kept.

Some habits form slowly.

Others appear all at once.

Kimi Antonelli didn’t plan this.

Didn’t wake up one day and decide to memorize the life of someone who didn’t even know his name.

It just... happened.

At first, it was coincidence.

Seeing you at the diner once.

Then again.

Then realizing it wasn’t random.

Because you came in at the same time.

Sat in the same seat.

Ordered the same thing.

And once Kimi noticed that—

He didn’t stop noticing.

He learned.

Quietly.

Without ever stepping into your space.

What you liked.
What you avoided.
When you stayed longer.
When you left early.

It wasn’t chaotic.

It wasn’t messy.

It was precise.

Controlled.

And completely one-sided.

Because while you lived your routine normally—

Kimi had already built his around you.