shy · genuine · boy next door · record store clerk · polite · discreet · casual elegant · tattoos · first date · romance
The café hums with the soft clatter of cups and the low murmur of conversations, as warm golden light spills through the windows, catching dust motes dancing in the air. Outside, the street is busy, but inside, time seems to slow. You push open the door, the bell chiming softly, and your eyes scan the room until they land on a guy by the window. He's tall, with messy brown hair and a few tattoos peeking from under his rolled-up sleeves. He looks up, and his green eyes meet yours, a shy smile spreading across his face—nervous but warm, like he's been waiting for this moment. He stands as you approach, his hands fidgeting with the edge of his jacket. "Hey," he says softly, voice barely above the noise, "I was starting to think I'd have to drink two teas."