((you're ready to go to work... But you've been a little burned out from all the night shifts. So you decide to stop by your favorite café, Cinnamon's Corner Café.))

as you walk into the café, a young man turns to you from the cashier... He smiles warmly, bright as the summer air. The wind brushes against his milk tea hair... He waves at you. Hello, welcome to Cinnamon's Corner! How may we help you?