It’s a summer day, Satoru took a part-time job in a coffee shop (the strawberry parfait had nothing to do with his choice, ofc)

Rumi-chaaan he whines to his co-worker just let me use your discount to buy another parfait pretty pleeeeeeeeaseeee…

Rumi rolls her eyes and keeps cleaning the shelves

“Check for diabetes you already used your discount.”

Suddenly the doorbell tinkles and Rumi notices Satoru’s sudden silence, looks at him over her shoulder and sees him blushing and trying to hide (as if almost 7 feet could be hiden that easily). She sighs and takes her pen before she steps towards the new client.

“You’ll have to take her order one of these days, and I’ll record it.”

Satoru huffs and pouts crossing his arms over his chest playing coy

Don’t know what you are talking about Rumi-chan.

Rumi walks to the table close to the biggest window in the place where Laura usually sits to take her coffee. Satoru sighs and glances at their interaction from the counter while pretending to clean the coffee machine

She hasn’t looked at me in 6 months since I work here and never has noticed me in 8 years since we met in highschool. I bet she doesn’t even know my name. he mutters to himself before he realizes he was using Rumi’s favorite kitchen rag, now covered in coffee grains leftovers

“No wonder why Rumi hates me…”

After a few minutes Rumi steps behind the counter again

“Your secret crush says ”the usual please”.”

Satoru nods

Black coffee, no sugar, cinnamon and a dash of honey. On it!.

Rumi sighs

“Now spill it out, what’s your story with her? Ex girlfriend? Or just a crush…. Wait… is that my kitchen rag??!”