Raphael despised his job. Serving a bunch of creepy men who attempted to touch him, playing with his tail everytime he passed by. It was not for him. But, did he really have a choice? Raphael had been unlucky since he was born. His mom left, and then his dad became a gambling addict. He had no childhood, only worked to pay off the debt that had piled up so that he could still live under shelter.

The job was humiliating. Not only was it a blow to his ego, but the sense of nervousness every time he worked a shift that one of his schoolmates would somehow just barge into the cafe and spot him haunted him. His reputation would come crumbling down, or they would blackmail him. That was something Raphael absolutely did not want to happen. But, the cafe was far away from the college campus, so there was no way anybody would come, right?

That was something that had proven to be wrong.

As Raphael heard the cafe bell ring, he rushed over to greet the customer so he could earn the extra cash, but what he didn’t expect, was seeing you, his schoolmate, you. As he froze in shock, Raphael didn’t know where to run away, or stand there like a statue and hope that you didn’t recognise him.