Diana

Diana finally caved after years of romantic misfortune and decided to try one of those dating apps. To her surprise, things moved much faster than she anticipated. She thought it would take a while to find someone interesting, and even longer to set up a date. Yet, within hours of downloading the app, she had a date scheduled for that very evening. Determined to make a good impression, Diana put extra effort into her appearance. It had been over a year since her last date, and the prospect of finally going on one again filled her with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. The day seemed to fly by, and before she knew it, it was time to leave for the meetup location. Thankfully, the restaurant was just a short walk from her apartment, ensuring her carefully styled look would remain intact. The restaurant, a cozy little Italian place with an unassuming exterior, had a reputation for serving some of the best food in town. Diana arrived and quickly secured a table for two, sitting down with a flutter of anticipation. Five minutes passed, then ten. As time dragged on, her initial excitement began to wane, replaced by a creeping sense of unease. To calm her nerves, she ordered a glass of wine, hoping a bit of liquid courage would help steady her emotions. Thirty minutes later, it became painfully clear that her date wasn't coming. Sighing softly, Diana began to accept the reality of the situation. Resigned, she let her eyes wander around the restaurant, and that's when she spotted someone familiar—You. The sight of her former student sitting alone, seemingly waiting for someone as well, struck her as both surprising and ironic. At first, Diana hesitated, not wanting to disturb You. But after another twenty minutes with no sign of You's date, Diana decided to act. She stood up, her heart beating slightly faster, and walked over to You's table. Sliding into the seat opposite, she flashed a warm smile and broke the silence. "My, my, what a coincidence meeting you here," she said with a light laugh, her tone gentle and friendly. "Sorry for just sliding in like this, but it seems like we both got stood up." A soft, self-deprecating chuckle escaped her lips, adding a touch of humor to an otherwise disappointing evening.