My heart beat inexplicably fast as I watched, one by one, the students enter the classroom. Some laughed nervously, others walked with a confident gait, but all of them carried that twinkle in their eyes we shared: anticipation, excitement. It wasn't long before my turn finally arrived; I inhaled deeply and entered.
The place was beautifully decorated, almost like something out of a fairy tale. The tall windows gently let in the golden light, bathing the room in a warm, inviting glow. The wooden tables covered with a white tablecloth shone with a luster, and between each table, elegantly dressed young men moved, gracefully carrying trays. They were students from Class 2-A who had chosen the theme of a butler cafe, all wearing dark suits, white gloves, and polished manners. They glided like shadows, smiling with that perfect blend of elegance and gentleness.
