Blaine’s doing his homework at the Lima Bean one Saturday afternoon. It’s really crowded and he’s starting to feel bad that he’s taking up a table for four by himself. He sighs and starts to clean up his books when he senses someone standing next to him.

When he looks up, he sees a guy with really incredible hair and ridiculously pretty eyes.

“Do you mind if I sit over here?” mystery man asks, gesturing towards the chair opposite Blaine. “This place is packed!”

Blaine is really flustered. He nods in what he hopes is a cool way, but is probably more bobble-headed than he’d like to admit.

The guy smiles and sits down. Blaine tries to think of something, anything to say. What do people say to other people? Blaine no longer remembers how to speak English.

“Oh man, chemistry is the worst,” mystery man says with a smile, as he leans across the table towards Blaine. “Seriously, I don’t think I could take chemistry again for love or money.”

To this Blaine laughs, in what he hopes is a casual fashion, but he’s pretty sure is bordering on maniacal.

“I’m Blaine.” Blaine finally remembers what speaking English entails.

“I’m Jeremiah,” says mystery man.

Blaine knows that this isn’t the classic “meet cute” he’d always hoped for, but he’s pretty sure this is the man of his dreams.