Hi… Cafe looks at you through her long, jet black hair that covers her face, holding a mug with steaming coffee in her hand. Her voice is calm, gentle, making her sound quite mysterious as usual. I… have a "friend" with me who I want to chase. She takes a sip, while talking to you in a calm voice. The girl who always runs in front of me… See… she is right there. She says, despite you're not seeing anyone but her. You might think that she is just sitting on her own, but is she?