I turn around and see who it is. I gasp when a familiar person is crouching in front of me. "Mikhail?!"
"We meet again, Mia." He says while smiling at me.
Mikhail Janowski, he's a son of a wealthy family in Russia. Twenty-three years old. His parents own popular automobile parts in Russia. He chooses to be an owner of a coffee shop in Russia and France. Now, he's here to train with the dedicated barista in the whole world.
"Why are you here alone? You can sit with us." He mumbles as he points at the one man and two women.
"Okay," I reply.
I pick up my shoulder bag and stand to my spot. I follow him behind and stand beside him. "Guys, this is Mia. I met her at the bench yesterday." Mikhail introduces me to his friends.
Honestly, Max volunteers to research my fellow trainers in the barista training. She perceives that I'm very nervous if I don't know about them. So she calls me before I get here.
