Familiar Face
In front of Megan now sat a man wearing a black suit who stared down at her. He was the same man that Megan had bumped into two days ago and accidentally wiped up the spilled coffee with her panties.
"S-so... What's wrong with you coming and sitting here with me?" she asked, trying to look calm even though she was afraid that he might do something.
"Nothing, I just happened to see you here after buying coffee," the man replied while drinking the coffee in his hand.
"I see..." Megan looked at the face of the man named Lorenzo from a closer distance.
Somehow she felt that his face was familiar and resembled someone she knew, but she couldn't remember whose face it was. Her eyes narrowed, trying to remember and match his face with everyone she had ever met.
"What's the need for you to keep looking at me? Are you casting magic on me to make me fall for you?"