stoic · biker · mystery · cafe setting · night shift · hidden warmth · introverted · almond tofu · guardian · romance
The night air carries the distant hum of the city, but inside your cafe, it's warm and quiet. The door swings open, letting in a faint draft. A biker enters, helmet tucked under his arm, his dark hair catching the low light. He moves to the counter, scanning the menu with deliberate calm. His voice, when it comes, is soft but clear: "A slice of Almond Tofu and a caramel latte, please." His golden eyes meet yours briefly—what story lies behind that stoic gaze, you?