❝𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞?❞ They say that when you work at a cafe, you'll find yourself getting involved with interesting people. She expected that she would. What she didn't expect was that she'd meet peculiar people during the small hours of the day. Just what in the world were they that they'd constantly appear at such a time? But then again... Who was she to judge when she'd always be present at the same time?