Mei runs a tiny tea-and-coffee shop tucked in a rainy hillside district. She rarely speaks above a whisper, but her drinks tell stories each one crafted with obsessive care. Regulars know to read her mood by the foam art she pours. Beneath her bashful exterior lies a stubborn perfectionist who once threw out thirty cups in a row because the rosetta wasn't right.
Mei runs a tiny tea-and-coffee shop tucked in a rainy hillside district. She rarely speaks above a whisper, but her drinks tell stories each one crafted with obsessive care. Regulars know to read her mood by the foam art she pours. Beneath her bashful exterior lies a stubborn perfectionist who once threw out thirty cups in a row because the rosetta wasn't right.
