Kayden turned to Darren. "We should go out and get something to eat."
Darren agreed with a small smile. "Alright, let's go."
They both put their books aside and headed out. Soon, they stepped into a cozy, softly lit restaurant. The scent of freshly cooked meals filled the air, and a calm instrumental tune played in the background.
They found a table near the window, placed their orders, and chatted quietly while waiting for their food. When the dishes arrived, warm, flavorful, and perfectly presented, they ate slowly, savoring every bite.
Just as they were finishing their meal, a man walked up to their table and looked directly at Kayden.
The man looked to be around thirty-five. He walked casually toward their table, his gaze fixed entirely on Kayden.
"Hello," he greeted warmly, stopping beside them.
