BGM suggestion: Anime Meets BTS: Fullmetal Alchemist  piano by Smyang

  Slowly, as if something was going to jump on me, I approach. Carefully, I press my hands on the window of the door to shade my face, as I stick it close. “Mhm?” I rub the glass with the sleeve of my hoodie. “What is this? How come I can't see inside?” I straighten up and take a step backward. I stare at the window for some time, comtemplating what to do. “The Magic Shop is open. You may enter,” the voice echoes once again, startling me. I gulp, eyes wide like saucers. Regardless, I close the small distance I had put between me and the door. I reach out for the handle ever so slowly, close my fingers around it and push. As soon as I set foot inside, I'm surprised by the fragrance of mint tea, my favorite. I look around but no one is in the room, not even behind the desk. “H-Hello?” I greet and hope someone will appear. “I'm coming in a short moment. Please, sit on the sofa and make yourself comfortable!” the airy and soft voice replies. It's so calm and kind. Truth be told, it makes me feel safe. Without second thoughts, I do as I'm told and quietly observe the wooden shop. On the right side of the door stands a desk, behind which are drawers with names. On the left side, there is a plant in pot, a piece of furniture under the window with books and flowers, and another pot. Actually, from that window only comes light. I can't see outside. A sign written “Magical Healing Therapy” and portraits of seven men are fixed on the wall behind the sofa I'm sitting on. Next to the drawer-wall, there is a corridor, of which I can't see the end. On the left, a big photography decorates the wall: between two old, traditional Korean buildings stands the same facade as this shop. A plate sits under it with the words, “Ancient Magic Shop”. After a few minutes, a man comes from the corridor, a silver tray filled with a teapot, two teacups and a plate of small fluff balls of various colors in hands. The man is young