At the front, he asked for the usual:
a tall cappuccino and a slice of chocolate cake.
The cashier offered him a mandatory smile as he took his orders away.
Then, he sat down at his seat over by the window,
separated from the world by a single glass frame.
He stared at the clock on the far side of the wall for a moment,
watching as its arms moved in a steady rhythm.
He blinked.
Afterwards, he took out a book from his bag.
It was the same as the one from the library.
He opened its cover and started reading from where he left off.
Debussy's Clair De Lune echoed in the background.
YOU ARE READING
re:Happiness | Cell Phone Novel
General Fiction「 Can you teach me how to be happy? 」 Fujiwara Ao has been living the past nineteen years of his life in ease. Born with the ideal background and blessed with enough talent, that's what most of the people presume. In their eyes, he was sim...
