Fixing your skirts, you pushed through the back doors of the cafe, walking up to one of your tables to greet a customer that had just sat down. Stopping right in front of the table, you pulled out a notepad and pen.

"Okaerinasaimase, goshujinsama! What can I you to drink?" You asked in a cutesy voice. Normally, you would never speak like that, but as a waitress in this cafe, your manager expected it of you.

With your pen poised over the notepad, you looked up, freezing on the spot as you recognize the customer. Shen. One of your friends that you had liked for a long time now.