-Chapter 2: Detale And Trams-

"I'M JUST here to see you again, Steivan. How are you doing today?" Crine asked and placed her chin on her palm.

"I'm fine, Trams." He coldly said and walked to the counter, tapping something on the cash register. Crine just immediately followed him and looked at him with a smile. "What will you have today?"

"The same order as always." Crine smiled and he hummed in response. "A bubbly milk tea and a box of mashed potatoes!~"

"Anything else?" He asked without looking at the young lady.

"Did you have your lunch already?"

"Ten dollars." He ignored the question and clicked something. He's always ignoring her questions about him though, and he never wanted to talk to her either.

"Alright... here." She said with a soft hurt voice and handed him the money. "I will be sitting at my usual spot. I hope to see you there!"

She immediately ran to her usual spot, the table beside the glass window and plants. It's just a small table with two chairs, perfect for two only.

She removed her over-sized jacket, placing it right on the table and grabbing her laptop from her backpack.

She's currently working on a project for the company and at the same time, writing for her university projects.

Even though she's already a billionaire, she still wanted to be a nurse.

After opening her laptop, she placed her chin on her palm again, looking outside the window.

'How can I get away with the confusing romance?' She thought.

And yes, a powerful man just confessed to her not so long ago. He's just around her age too! He's almost perfect and girls are drooling over him. Crine on the other side, likes someone whom she will always do.

That powerful man is named Neo Miller, a billionaire who also worked hard by himself, just like Crine.

He's good looking, intelligent, athletic, humble, kind and wealthy. Almost everything, and he said that he admired Crine for so long. Not to mention that they're in the same University for years.

That's why Crine is having double thoughts.

She likes someone else, but the feeling's not mutual at all.

"Here's your favourite combination, Miss Trams." A lady just arrived and placed her food on the table.

"Thank you, Miss Den." She smiled back and stabbed the milk tea cover with a thick straw.

"Steivan says he wanna say sorry because he cannot eat with you." Miss Den just added with a giggle, earning a glare from the mentioned boy behind her.

"I didn't say anything like that. Why would I ever eat with her anyways." Steivan said with a glare and hatred in his chest.

"Don't be so harsh on Miss Trams, you'e always mean." Miss Den said as she walk back. "You know what, just work."

Crine sighed after hearing his harsh words. But nice try, Steivan. Whatever you do, she won't stop admiring you.

She held the spoon and started eating her favourite mashed potatoes.

Well, she has no plans for the future right now. She's just going with the flow and following her long-term goals. Maybe, her career is more important than having a family.

Well, she's just twenty-one year old billionaire who admires someone. Pretty early to plan for the future family, but of course, her only plan for now is to make Steivan feel the same way.

Because what if... yes, what if,

What if he could be the one already?

She slightly smiled with the thought, pretty ridiculous and impossible, she thought.

Her phone just vibrated and she grabbed it in instant. She looked at who's calling her and sighed for the sight of the caller's number.

It's an unknown number though, how did it get her number anyways?

"Uhm, hello. Who's this?" She asked as she place the phone on her right ear.

"It's me, Neo. Hello, Crine!~" The person from the other line said with a soft voice and energy.

"Uhm, how did you get my number?" She asked with a slight giggle, made by wonder. "I never give my personal number though."

Steivan on the other side just accidentally overheard. Personal number? He wondered who that person is.

But anyways, he just shrugged it off. There's no reason for him to know anyways.

"I have my sources. How's your day?" He asked and someone will surely bet that he's smiling from the other line. Pretty nice, huh.

"It's fine, Neo. What's going on, anyways? Why did you call me?" Crine asked him, feeling a little impatient for she's currently busy with her projects.

Mrs. Alex and Miss Den just stopped in midway, looking at Crine with tray of foods in their hands. It's very unusual, seeing Crine with a person in her phone.

Even though they're friends with her, she will speak to them by just messaging.

"Must be a worker, Miss Trams likes Steivan." Mrs. Alex said and Miss Den shrugged.

Steivan then gave them an unsure glance, who knows why.

"I will be visiting in a country to do charity, wanna come along?" Neo said from the other line.

"When will it be? Catching a free time in my clock and calendar is pretty hard, just like catching a fish with your hands." She said with her natural voice, typing something in her laptop.

"Next next month, I would be there. I hope that you'll make a schedule." He said and Crine smiled, nodding even though he cannot see her.

"Yes, I will mark my calendar." She said and hummed once more, and ending the call right after. She looked at her phone and sighed.

That young man, he will never really forget to ask her about her day. He will even ask her personally at their University most of the time and it kinda freaks her out.

Like, it's kinda scary. A person who keeps on popping out of nowhere.

But despite all of those, Crine sees him as a good person though.

"Miss Trams? Are you alright?" Miss Den asked as she approach her table.

"Yes, Miss Den. I am. What's wrong?" Crine asked and Miss Den smiled in instant.

"You're red as a tomato." She said and Crine gasped. "Who was that?"

"Uhm, no one. I hope that you're just joking hehe."