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EGUCHI GOODS.
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My body reacted to the sound of the bell ringing from a distance, "Welcome to Eguchi goods, where the dough's fresh and yummy." The long catchphrase toppled off my tongue in a flash, I memorized almost every word. I sluggishly re-arrange my stare to the customers, "..What would you like?" Their rosy cheeks put a smile on my face. A genuine smile.

I slowly ran my fingertips over the square shaped register, finding myself glaring into the man's captivating iris's. "Iced coffee with maple syrup please. That's all." And when he spoke my heart did double back-flips. He had these gorgeous black moles that were cutely over his nice eyebrows. His perky curls had to be my favorite thing about him besides his out-of-this-world jawline and facial features.

"Y-yeah, coming right up."

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