A SatoSugu fanfic Mandarine Coffee - a quiet little café tucked away on a nameless street, where time flows differently, and the scent of mandarins lingers in the air. When Satoru steps inside one evening, he isn't expecting much - just a warm drink and a place to unwind. But then he sees him. A stranger who feels like anything but. A barista with tired eyes and a familiar smile, someone Satoru is certain he should know. Drawn together by an inexplicable pull, the two find themselves entangled in a story that feels almost like déjà vu. Like something they've lived before. Like something unfinished.
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