Noise.

The restaurant slowly became louder and louder with more orders to deliver.
Her favourite customers were there: the strange duo who did nothing but argue. One was fitting to be a hero, and the other a villain.

The villain caught Y/n's eye first. Or was it the other way around?
He grabbed her by the hand one day and asked for an opinion. Something to do with the best Cola taste. The hero apologised profoundly for his enemy's actions.
It made Y/n laugh. A genuine laugh for once.

The strange duo would always sit in the leftmost corner, the furthest from the kitchen, yet Y/n would always watch them from afar.
Were they cute?
Were they single?

The girl would giggle to herself, imagining the scenarios she could get into with these two. Some friendly, some explicit.

Their ages never came up.