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in a world where a teen only 13 years old has a part time job at a cafe named hero cafe and they also have to deal with bullies at school and out of school.and that teens name is l/n y/n
DISCLAIMER this is not a love story! its basically an x child reader just aged up a bit. this is my first book lmao
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