---Five months later---

"Yes, I'll sign yours in a moment, And who is this for may I ask?" Quattro Arclight was signing autographs for his fans, like he normally did.
In fact, he'd signed his name so many times he could do it in his sleep.
His eyes were weary of all the white blank papers or the pictures of him stuffed into his face.
Quattro was clinging to his happy charming attitude for as long as he could bear it. The fake sound of his own voice made him want to bash his own head.

Though, he wouldn't admit it.. (Y/N)'s loud clear voice made his heart leap, knowing that he would have to talk to his fans a second longer with her around.
"Oy, Mustard head."
"Well well, if it isn't (Y/N) (L/N). What are you upset that I'm giving this place so much publicity?"
Yes, in the past few weeks, Quattro had made the cafe where she worked his favorite place to eat. And if he ate there, you'd find that his fans liked to eat there.
The commotion of the fans made her head ache and her stomach queasy.
Her (H/C) colored hair looked so soft in his mind as he looked at her walking up to him, looking fierce.
"I'm asking you... politely to leave."
She sucked in a deep breath at the look he gave her. It was a mixture of amusement at her attitude and also a look of utter defiance.
"No, I'm not quite done yet with my tea. Come back later." He said, sitting down upon his chair once more.
His fans looked daggers at her. To be truthful, it made her feel a little on edge with all the glares.

"Fine, but you better leave before the manager comes back."

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(Y/N) stepped out of the cafe, the clouds were dark, and threatened to make rain fall. Not caring about the possible rain, she walked on briskly. She had a date to attend to, and she didn't plan on being late.
Her foot steps were loud on the pavement sidewalk, alerting someone nearby.

Quattro hadn't meant to run into her, it was purely coincidence.
Therefore, he stepped out, expecting the loud footsteps to be a stranger to him. However, it was the girl that hated him. Entirely.
Though, his eyes scanned her quickly, surprised to find her in such a nice outfit.

"Hello Kid."
Since he found out she was a year younger, he started to gie her the nickname Kid. And it annoyed her, highly.
(Y/N) stopped in her tracks, narrowing her eyes. "Hello, Mustard head."
"What's the occasion?" He asked, smirking and starting to circle her.
Recently, instead of being annoyed at her himself, he decided just to taunt her.
Quattro seemed to get a kick out annoying her.

"I'm going out with someone." She said, deciding she should just tell him the simple truth.
To her surprise, a flicker of disappointment came across his features. "Tch, figures."
"What? Were you hoping I wasn't going out with someone? I'm not ugly you know, some guys do like me." (Y/N) said, by now just rambling as she tried to continue her route. However, Quattro blocked her path, a hand at his hip.

"You don't think I know your not ugly?" He asked, frowning.
(Y/N)'s face was one of confusion as he turned and left, his white coat flying around in the wind behind him.
A raindrop hit her face. Then another, and another. Yet she still stood there.
Why did she suddenly feel like tugging on his sleeve, why did her fingers want to touch his maroon and yellow hair?

What was this feeling?
Her mind came back to her abruptly with the slamming of a nearby door.
She was late for a first date she was soaking wet, and Quattro had just complimented her.


Well, in a way.

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