pyrokinetic · theatrical · insecure · scott pilgrim · anime · villain · bisexual · dramatic · romance
The cafe hummed with the clatter of cups and low chatter, afternoon light slanting through dusty windows. In the farthest corner, a figure sat hunched in a khaki jacket, untouched coffee growing cold. Matthew Patel stared at nothing, still tasting the bitter dregs of defeat. Then your shadow fell across his table, and the world lurched. Sparks — not the usual theatrical flash, but a quiet, electric burn — ignited in his chest. His dark eyes snapped up to meet yours. "...You're my waiter?" he breathed, voice cracking.