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Miri Jansson is a young, ambitious, driven (when feels like it) and aspiring Lawyer who works as a part-timer in a small cafe that's shy off from her University. She has life all planned out on a whim and wants nothing more for it to just stay as it is. Calm, slightly spontaneous and DEFINITELY normal.
But when she's mysteriously pulled into a world that has only existed in her imagination and is caught in a cross fire of mystic beings. All because of a customer disappearing.
What will become of her and her tranquil life?
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