This is gonna be a 2/3-shot about a girl who works in a cafe and witnesses the love of her customers day by day. This is a crappy description, I honestly dont know how to write it. Its not gonna be some long, angsty, chaptered fic. Just a cute little feel-good one. So, anyways, give it a chance?(: ForewordThis little coffee shop tucked between a shoe seller and a bookstore is familar to me, its like a second home. Ive worked here for nearly four years. At the end of my college life, and in this year between college and medical school. Ive seen two people come in leave as a couple, a seemingly perfect pair leave hating each other. Ive seen love at its best and heartache at its worst. The atmosphere, I guess, is just great for relationships. So many people come and go, so much love grows and fades. But while I was the witness, the supporter, the mediator for all these love stories, who knew it would lead to my own?