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heaven

"Alright, Class, you're dismissed!" One sentence and the whole atmosphere of the lecture theatre changed. The students filed out of the room, some chatting, some texting, some attempting to cram for their next test. You let out a yawn, bringing your hands to cover your open mouth, as you dragged your body out of the lecture theatre. 

Ugh, I don't know who invented these, but seriously, three-hour-long lectures? Do people not know that this is how you put a whole class to sleep? Thank goodness it's the last period. 

A stop at your dorm to grab some books (and deposit others off), a pretty long train ride, and a twenty-minute walk later, you arrived in front of the fabled "Sunshine Cafe". 

It was late afternoon, but thankfully, the cafe wasn't that busy. 

Opening the door, the deep, strong scent of coffee, tinged with a hint of sweetness, vanilla and cocoa hit you. All around, clean, aesthetic furniture. And damn, why do all the staff here look like models? They could literally be a host cafe with the line up of staff here. This place shouldn't be called Sunshine cafe. 











It should be freaking heaven




short chapter but stay safe guys!
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