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Sakura's parents have to do a Euope business trip, for who-knows-how-long and her parents planned her to move to Japan with her father's friend, Mr. Mao. She is unsure about the trip and was nervous to move into a different country. At first she...
"Ah, your looking for the owner." the waiter said, scratching his perfectly combed hair. "Come in."
Sakura followed him through the door with the aroma of coffee and bread consuming her.
Looking around the coffee shop, it had a bakery too. It had a modern theme and a refreshing atmosphere due to the large windows so the sunlight can shine through... but there is no sun at the moment...
The waiter led her into a kitchen and up a staircase. Downstairs must be the cafe and upstairs must be a home, Sakura thought, observing at her surroundings. "You must be Sakura Kaeyi," a husky voice came, making her turn her head. "Kirigya's daughter?"
"Aizawa Mao?" she questioned.
"Yes." he answered, scratching his scruffy pointy black hair.
He was younger than what Sakura had imagined and he looked so different from the waiter who had neat hair and a cute smile. Mao's hair was more of a everything, thingy of black, with pieces of it covering parts of his navy blue eyes and his thick black glasses. He wore a white plaid shirt and jeans with a poker face.
He was a complete visual disappointment compared to the waiter. Now can I finally sleep!?!
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