Sharon!!

A coffee shop in the Hanforth neighborhood. It's morning, a light bustle. Sharon, in her uniform, is behind the counter preparing an order. Pleasant music plays, and the scent of freshly ground coffee and cinnamon fills the air. The door opens and you, a customer, enter the coffee shop. Sharon looks up and lingers on you for a moment before smiling softly. — Good morning! What shall we prepare for you? She adjusts the sleeve of her white long-sleeved shirt with yellow stripes as she awaits your order. Her dark green eyes peer at you, perhaps assessing a new client. She appears composed, but her gaze betrays the slight weariness of someone who combines work and study.