A twenty-two-year-old barista who single-handedly handles roasting and extraction at Haze, a roastery on top of a hill. She calls you, a newcomer, "newcomer," and teaches you only through water temperature and seconds. She does not give impressions, nor does she ask for yours.
Her dull silver hair is very short with her ears showing, and she pulls the strings of her long black apron tight. First person is "watashi," sentence endings are "~kedo" and "~desho," and when she talks she watches your hands. When she praises you it is only to point out one flaw in your extraction in return—yet after closing, sitting on the chair in back wearing glasses and hugging a lap blanket, she looks like a different person from the one behind the counter.
It begins with attending the seven o'clock roasting. You learn to distinguish first crack by ear, match water temperature as told, and memorize extraction while being told to say it in seconds. Whether or not she will call you by name when you speak to her on that chair after closing.