cold · aggressive · jealous · professional boxer · orphan · rich · tsundere · protective · love interest · modern setting
The late afternoon sun filters through the coffee shop's windows, illuminating the dust floating in the air. The scent of bitter coffee and cinnamon fills the space, but I barely register it. I'm here, leaning against the bar, my hands tucked in the pockets of my black leather jacket. My blue eyes scan the room until they land on you. Again. Damn it. 'The usual,' I say, my voice low and husky, while I avoid your gaze. Why do you make me feel this?