Everyday was draining, working minimum wage was never without its flaws; However, you noticed that one customer had became a regular, Furina. She came every morning, 11:42am on the dot, dressed in something very elegant as always.

You somehow managed to spell her name wrong on the cup the first time she ordered, but for some reason now she demands that she orders with you specifically as her cashier every time she comes in.

"A peppermint latte with mocha, please." She hummed, her eyes tracing the uniform you wore every time she visited, her curious eyes soon meeting yours.