The Bullied Man's Hidden Legacy

Tea

The dreary weather didn't attract many customers to the shop, resulting in only a few sporadic takeout orders. The shop assistant skillfully handled the incoming orders, processing them one by one on the interface. Suddenly, a faint sound of the door opening reached his ears, and the fine drizzle that had been held at bay made its presence known, carrying a slight chill.

Surprised, the shop assistant looked up. "Welcome to Tea Encounter."

The customer was Zachary. The rain had slightly dampened his hair, causing it to cling to his pale face. There were small water stains on his shirt.

"Just a cup of milk tea, nothing else."

Zachary appeared too pale and wore a lot of blacks. The rainy backdrop lent his delicate features an otherworldly quality as if he were a creature that only emerged on rainy days.

Do creatures also enjoy milk tea?

"Sure, would you like it hot?" The shop assistant pushed aside the strange thought and handed his own new towel to Zachary. "You can use this to dry off.