I felt my heart skip a beat at his sentence.

I never knew that it might be the case. But to hear him confirm it himself made me feel a little embarrassed.

I didn’t have much of an opinion about him ever since he started coming to the bar. I simply considered him as one of the customers; I had no reason to think of him otherwise. Even if he was only there for someone, it wasn’t any of my business.

Now that I knew his reason for coming, I couldn’t help but feel a little flattered. If he only visited the bar for me, then it meant he liked...