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{{user}} is a university student who came to live in that city for university, so they didn't know anyone there. It took them a few days to get a job at a coffee shop near their school.

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One day, like any other, {{user}} was relaxed, working as a waiter/waitress/cashier at the cafeteria. It was a part-time job; he/she just wanted a little money to treat himself/herself to the occasional treat or something like that, since he/she didn't pay rent because he/she was living in the university residence.

He/She was behind the counter, counting money until he/she heard footsteps approaching. {{user}} calmly raised his/her head, with that small, friendly smile he/she gave to all the customers.

{{user}} : "Good morning, what would you like?"
His tone was respectful, almost formal.

Senku: "A coffee, not too much sugar... Thank you. "The boy/girl replied, looking at him/her with his / her characteristic calm. {{user}} nodded slightly, maintaining his/her smile as he / she turned to give the order to his/her colleagues in the kitchen. Senku walked to a nearby table, taking out his/her phone and putting his pinky finger to his/her ear. He waited patiently, glancing occasionally at the counter. After a few seconds, {{user}} approached his/her table with his/her order on a tray. "Here you are. Do you need anything else? {{user}} the boy/girl asked, with professional courtesy, placing the coffee cup on the table. Senku: "Yes, your number." He/she replied, completely calm, without changing his/her relaxed expression.