Why doesn't anyone ever wonder what goes on inside the cafe when it's closed? Why doesn't anyone stop and think about what happens in the cafe after it's closed? I guess, since it's closed, what else could be going on? Nothing much, really.
But in the cafe where Jiora landed her new job as a barista, she stumbled upon something extraordinary, something that could only be found within these very walls.
Who would've thought that the simple coffee shop, usually quiet in the mornings, becomes a happening and popular spot at the midnights? What makes here so special? How is it completely different from the cafe during its morning hours?
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An Epistolary Story by Ciarjo
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