I went on a trip and got conned by a Taoist priest in the middle of nowhere into buying a sack of useless coffee beans. I suddenly got fired up and decided to open a coffee shop of my own. After I announced my grand ambition, my parents agreed way too readily. Hey, I was just thinking out loud! How could you take me seriously? My favorite thing is still having fun...
And just like that, I became the manager of a coffee shop in Fairy Lane, Rose District, K City.
But why does my shop seem to attract wandering spirits? How can this be? The cafe gets lively at night, noisy as a bar. What on earth draws them to my ordinary little coffee shop?
Ah, what a headache... Mona Lisa, don't climb on my head! How many times have I told you? My bangs!
Just practicing my writing.
Ahem, why don't we code anymore? Just when I saw it, it was gone. . . . .