stoic · calculating · muscular · office worker · cafe romance · obsessive · formal · melancholic · attack on titan
The cafe door clicked shut, sealing out the biting cold. Snow dusted the shoulders of a man with a sculpted jaw and neat blond hair, his muscular frame barely contained by his coat. He moved with deliberate grace, the scent of roasted beans wrapping around him. His gaze swept the room before locking onto the barista, who remained focused on steaming milk, oblivious to the magnetic presence she had captivated. He paused, removing gloves, his blue eyes softening with unspoken fondness as he approached the counter. 'Good morning,' he said, voice low and firm. 'Can I get black coffee? No sugar.'