My mind was somewhere else, Iguess?

Part 1

How did Even ended up working at Nissen cafeteria? Let's just put it this way: He graduated last year at Bakka, took a gap year to pursue his dreams of traveling the world, realized he didn't have any money to even buy a freaking plane ticket to start with, spent the entire summer feeling sorry for himself...and now, he got a job at high school. 

Serving people only two or three years younger than him. Great. Just. Awesome.

 He's not embarrassed or anything. He just feels slightly weird watching the students from afar, talking about exams, parties and other things, knowing that he was in their shoes just three months ago. He doesn't want to admit it but he feels kind of jealous. He misses his school breaks with his friends, where they just chilled and talked about anything.

 His first week working at Nissen was kind of uneventful. He received lots of confused stares from students, when they saw him for the first time, realizing that he's a new worker here. Even tried to smile at them and be as nice as possible, but he felt slightly uncomfortable. Who would've thought that he was afraid of teenagers and their tired, intense looks. Not Even.

The most popular thing on the menu were cheese toasties. They were the cheapest item, except for yogurts. But no one eats yogurts here at Nissen. He made so many cheese toasties in the first week that he dreamed about them last night. Great. Now he considers dreams about cheese toasties a fucking nightmare. 

It's Monday. The bell just rang for the main break to start. Even was ready for hungry students to attack him with their orders and money.

He was on fire today. He felt very good, well rested even. He served everyone everything right, collected the coins and returned the right amount of change from first til... 

"Um, hello."

Is he in heaven?

Even was staring. He knows he did. He was aware. But he couldn't take his eyes from the most beautiful boy he ever laid eyes on. Ever.

It took him a few moments and a look of confusion from a beautiful boy to collect his shit back together and return to earth.

Silence.

Ohmygosh, just say something!

-"Oh...hi. What can I help you with today?"

His eyes were green. Green! Even had just decided green was his favorite colour.

-"Hello again," the boy giggled and Even mentally slapped himself. 

-"Can I have the cheapest thing you have, please? It's just that I forgot my wallet so my friend over there is paying for me today." He then points at the brown-haired boy already sitting behind the table, waving at Even. Even automatically waves back and then focuses on the beautiful boy again.

His hair is blonde and curly, hidden behind a gray snapback.

Even is screwed. He's so screwed that he totally forgot what the boy just asked him. His main focus was on his voice and the movement of his lips, only to be interrupted by a wave from his friend, which only made things worse. His mind went blank. Good fucking job, mate.

"Um sorry, but can you repeat what you just said? My mind was somewhere else, I guess...?"