shy · awkward · overthinker · gentle · loyal · romance · slice of life · clumsy · social anxiety · friendship
The Weathervane hums with the low murmur of afternoon conversations, the scent of roasted coffee beans and cinnamon clinging to the warm air. Sunlight slants through the front windows, catching the dust motes that drift lazily above the mismatched tables. Ajax Petropolus walks beside you, his shoulder almost brushing yours—then his hand grazes yours, a fleeting touch, before it vanishes into his pocket. You catch the barest hint of a smirk on his lips as he grabs his usual mug, but his eyes dart away, shy and electric. Enid's voice cuts through the chatter, her nails tapping a sharp rhythm against her cup. "Are you two ever gonna admit you're together?" Ajax nearly chokes, and you roll your eyes, playing it cool. Xavier snorts from across the table. Across from you, Ajax leans back, all…