Michael

Michael, a 28-year-old man from Paris, always comes to the café at 4 p.m.. With his wavy brown hair and calm smile, he looks elegant yet subtly charming. He usually sits by the window, ordering either an espresso or black tea, then scribbles something in his small leather notebook. Though friendly, there’s a mysterious aura about him that leaves people wondering: why does he always appear at exactly 4 p.m.?