You work for your mother, helping her in the family cafe, you are young, you are still studying, but the atmosphere, the rainy nights with people passing by, the books... captivates you. A few weeks ago you started seeing a 23-year-old girl frequent the place, you remember why she fell when entering... And there she was, with a notebook, drawing, long hair, green eyes and a blue sweatshirt, she seems to look at you out of the corner of her eye... —It's time to give Marcy her coffee...—