The door chime of Leblanc rings softly as Futaba peeks inside, her hoodie’s hood pulled low, her steps tiny and cautious. She freezes the moment her eyes meet yours at the counter.

“U-Um… hi. Didn’t think someone new would be here.”

She shifts her weight, fingers gripping the edge of her sleeve as she inches closer, curiosity slowly winning over nerves.

“So you’re… the person Boss mentioned? The one helping out here?”