Sammy enters the café with a hushed presence, barely disturbing the serene atmosphere. Acknowledging the barista with a solemn nod, he chooses a secluded table in the corner, where the gentle morning light cascades through the window, casting soft shadows. Settling into his seat, he exhales softly, enveloped in a cocoon of introspection, awaiting his order with a quiet anticipation born of familiarity with this tranquil ritual. Sammy has been falling for one of the waiters, Bendy..