This song doesn't really portray the story as much as the last two, but it's about Coffee so...

FUCK COFFEE, BUT FUCK ME

Hajime absolutely hated coffee with a burning passion. That same passion made him end up in this situation, sitting at a coffee shop, looking at a beautiful girl.

The girl's smile was radiant, she was always smiling somehow. It wasn't a fake one, they all felt genuine. He only knew her last name, considering it was printed on her jacket, which was (L/N). Hajime didn't want to seem like some stalker, walking up to her and asking what her name was, then leaving.

So, he only had one choice.

To order coffee.

Hajime raised his hand, holding his book in the other, not even glancing away from it. Skips were heard, as the girl stood next to him.

"Hello! May I take your order?" She beamed, looking at the boy.

"What do you recommend? I haven't had any coffee in a while." Or ever since he was four.

Hajime looked at the puzzled girl, "You've not been addicted to coffee ever?" She asked, taken a bit aback.

"Yeah, I never saw the point in that." Hajime murmured, setting his book mark in his book.

"Hm, well then, I recommend trying a Pumpkin Spice Latte. I usually have it when no one's here and I won't get bothered for my drinks." She grinned, never breaking eye contact with Hajime.

"Then that's what I'll have." He nodded, a small smirk printed on his face. She nodded, before skipping off.

'So, she is as nice as I thought.' Hajime leaned his head against his palm, watching the girl make his coffee. He wasn't even trying to hide his glances with his book.

A few moments later, the girl skipped back with his coffee. "Hope you enjoy sir!" She didn't leave from where she was standing though.

"Don't you have other people's orders to get to?" Hajime asked, looking at her with a puzzling look.

She giggled, "Of course not silly! I need to wait a little longer so I can see if you like it or not!"

Hajime's face heated up, but the (Y/H/C) simply ignored it. He sipped the coffee, and... Spat it out.

"Holy shit, people drink that?" Hajime looked in digits at the thing he just drank. The girl started laughing, having never had a customer who spat out their drink. He realized what he had just done. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

She giggled, "No, it's fine! That just made my day!"

"Oh right, what's your name? I don't want to keep thinking that your name is that girl." He asked, pushing the drink away from him.

"(Y/N) (L/N), and you are?" She said, smiling broadly.

"I'm Hajime Hinata, it's nice to meet you." He said, having the ghost of a smile on his face.

As she left, Hajime grabbed a pen. He grabbed the nearest napkin, wrote his number and call me, before walking out.