To whoever this may concern,
Welcome to When The Roses Bloom.
This self-insert features you, the reader, working in a small coffee shop with your younger brother. You can call him (B/N), or Austin if you have no name in mind. I will leave it to you to decide the name of the coffee shop as I have zero ability in the proper naming category. Both of you have school in the morning and a little bit in the afternoon, leaving you to have to open up shop when education for the day is over. Some of your classmates and teachers even stop by. As for school? (B/N) is two grades behind you, being a freshman when you're a junior.
(To those who don't understand, (B/N) is in his first year of high school when you're in your third. There are four years in total. At least, where I live.)
How you two are legally able to co-run a small business at the ages of 17 and 15? I don't know myself.
Sadly, your parents are both out of the picture, having died in a house fire a month prior to the story's exposition. This lead you to be in charge of bills, the household, and everything in between. This is also why the two of you manage to live in the coffee shop- the actual house and personal rooms being located upstairs behind the shop counter. It has proven itself to be a difficult task, but (B/N) tries to help as best he can. He's a kind and well-kept boy. You both have your disagreements, but good times overpower the bad ones and your bond is strong.
The real story will begin when three men come in to your shop one day. You'll be able to recognize them from your classes, but as more of their friends come in over the course of a few weeks, you start to realize something. What is this new information that is to be uncovered, you ask?
You'll know when the roses bloom.
I'll be there to see you on (as in, reading and replying to comments) along the way. Why? Because like most of you, I have no life, stuck in my house to wonder and find new things to do. At least classes are done for now.
You can probably find me stalking you in the window- I mean whaaaat?
So what do you say? Ready to brew?
Read on, and I hope you can enjoy what crap I manage to write and call a story.
From a fellow Hetalian stuck in quarantine,
Aiisuu.
(Aisu)
~14 June 2020
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When The Roses Bloom
Fanfiction(Y/N) works happily at her small family-run coffee shop and attends school with her younger brother. Everything is normal, until three oddly familiar men stumble into her humble coffee shop one day. From then on, information starts to uncover itself...
