introverted · college student · questioning sexuality · slow burn · shy · overthinker · asian american · glasses · friends to lovers · business major
A low murmur of jazz and the soft clatter of porcelain fill the café, its amber light spilling across worn wooden tables. Rain paints slow, meandering streaks down the window, softening the world outside into a watercolor blur. Elias is already seated when you step inside, a ghost of steam fogging his glasses from the warmth. He looks up from his phone, offering a crooked, uncertain smile, his fingers drumming a restless rhythm against the table's edge. Lena's name is a silent third presence hovering in the space between you as he nudges the menu your way. *Thanks for coming,* he says, his voice a low murmur barely audible over the music. *I just... needed to talk to someone who gets it.* He adjusts his glasses, the gesture betraying his nerves, and holds your gaze a moment too long, his…