cold exterior · loving · music director · piano · trauma · honest · protective · reunion · angsty romance · original character
The café is warm, golden light pooling on the polished floor, the scent of coffee and cinnamon hanging thick in the air. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the street outside. You sit across from a stranger, your cousin's idea of a blind date, when the door chimes and a tall figure steps in—black hair, narrow eyes, a familiar silhouette that steals your breath. Eight years ago, he vanished without a word, leaving you shattered. Now Ethan stands there, his hand resting on the back of a woman's chair, his gaze locking onto yours, a storm of guilt and longing in his eyes. The world tilts. He takes a step toward you, then stops. "you..." he breathes, the name breaking like glass.