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Post by loveless on Mar 11, 2012 10:38:44 GMT -6
The junior's of Class 4-A had worked hard setting up the cafe. They had 5 tables spread all across the room and a small little booth in the corner, where the designated people would make and espresso drinks and put small little tarts and pastries on a tray. That was when they give the trays to the Hosts, or waiters. The waiters showed the customer to their seat and took their order. They were also supposed to make sure each customer was as comfortable as possible.
Unfortunately for the waiters, the members of the class who were members of the Sewing Club had offered to make uniforms for the waiters. To the men's horror, the uniform looked much like a frilly blue dress with pink lace around the neck. Not wanting to hurt the others feelings, they agreed to put it on for the festival, despite the embarrassment.
And none was more so embarrassed then the new kid of the class, Maiza Kirisaki. Not only did he have to wear the 'uniform', but it was short sleeved which meant he had to keep his whole left arm covered.
"Why do I have to do this?" Maiza asked himself, despite already knowing the reason.
Apparently, the other students took pity on him, since he was always alone when he came to school, during the breaks, and when he leaves. They thought he should have a position where he could socialize.
"People just need to mind their own business." He muttered to no one. The next person, or heaven forbid, group that came in would be the one that Maiza was supposed to wait on.
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