☆ — “Shit, are you okay?” he asked frantically, looking down at the shattered cup of coffee Kaneki had dropped. He certainly hadn’t meant to, but it seemed that he was just simply prone to spacing out at the worst possibly times.

☆ — “No way!!”

Kaneki exclaimed upon making eye contact with Anteiku’s next customer, beaming and almost bouncing in his spot. He, admittedly, wasn’t ever keen on athletics, but he knew enough to be able to recognize the girl — then again, who wouldn’t?