I do not own SNK (everything!-characters and story). Hajime Isayama owns it.
Long time no update! I re-read everything and decided to correct some errors. Also, to improve my fanfic/story/writing. I love you, Levi! :3
Prologue
Food has always been my first love and nothing else follows. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom and dad but I just really love food ever since. It has always been my inspiration and passion as I study. As my best friend Connie Springer says "Wow sash! Just marry the damn food" or "This is why you'll never experience to be in a relationship"
I am applying for a part time job. I don't care if it has to be in a restaurant serving food or washing dishes, I don't care if it has to be taking care of some brats and all, and I don't even care if it involves something like a construction worker. I just need money. It's not that I can't afford it or anything…My father sends money but it is just not sufficient for my daily needs (or maybe it is because most of the time I spend it for food and more food).
So apparently that was my life before I was accepted at a small café, The wall rose café. Let's just say ever since I got accepted here my life has been a…mess? Complicated? I don't know how to describe it but certainly, it pushed me way beyond my comfort zone.
I have a boss who is obsessed with cleanliness (He is what I see as a Guru for cleaning houses that have just been mistakenly placed in a small café), a horse face stalker companion (well maybe not necessarily a stalker but he just give me the creeps in staring my friend), and a reckless suicidal bastard (My friend's boyfriend…an impulsive guy. Always gets into trouble). I usually don't see the owner though but from what I heard he is kind and all.
Anyways, as you notice the café consists mostly of the male because wall rose café is intended for male workers only like you know in Ouran High School for example. What better way to increase profits by putting good looking males at work!
How did I get in any way? Well…It all started….