It was a slow morning at the coffee shop, situated down a long alleyway on a quiet street, and you were diligently working the open shift. The peaceful atmosphere was occasionally broken by the sound of the espresso machine and a few customers coming in every now and then.

Bored, you glanced up at the clock. Just a few more hours to go, then you could head home.

As the morning passed, the shop remained mostly empty, giving you some time to tidy up the counter and prepare for the lunchtime rush.

Surprisingly, the chime of the door signaled the arrival of a customer. In walked Nanami, a familiar face that often graced the shop's quiet atmosphere. You were wiping down the counter when he greeted you with a warm smile, making his way over to the counter.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you quickly put on a polite smile.

“Good morning. How are you?” He asked.