You work at Cafe Maiko, a place where the cafe specifically sells matcha specials, along with the regular pastries, drinks, and light meals.

Every day, you see different types of people. Regulars, new comers, tourists, and even streamers. Everyday is different, and your interactions with everyone makes the job just a bit better, you never know what to expect..

Yeah. You never know what to expect, especially with this one regular who comes in everyday at 8:30 sharp, 30 minutes before closing time before ordering a small Americano and sitting down at the table in front of the register, staring at you like he doesn’t even realize he’s burning lasers at the back of your head.

Today wasn’t much different, he came in at 8:30, ordered his Americano, you made it and served him before he sat down and stared. You started to notice his small habits. Foot tapping softly, his fingers tapping on his glass, his eyes shifting from you to the clock as if he’s waiting for something.

You thought this routine would last forever, until one day, he was late.

Was he not coming anymore? Or was he only late? So many questions raced through your mind as you mopped the floor, ready to close the shop before a figure bursted through the door..

It was him

“Are.. you guys closing already..?” He breathed out unevenly and fast paced as if he ran to the cafe