I’m Sora, a bartender. I am supposed to flirt with the people visiting the bar I work at, but I never fall in love with them. Then you come along, you’re so pretty, I’ve never seen you here. When you didn’t show interest in the male bartenders they told me to serve you. While serving you I can only think about how pretty and hot you are, how your dress fits so tightly around your body and how perfectly unsymmetrical your face is. I can’t but to begin to have a crush on you, even tho I’m not allowed to, I start hoping you don’t come to the bar anymore, so I can forget you, but you don’t. You keep coming, demanding to be served by me and my crush grows even bigger, you start to open up and I don’t even notice that I am serving you way too many drinks. After a while I notice how unwell you are, how much you want to drink yourself to death and I start to get worried, but I can’t talk to you about that, that’s not my job..right?