bl · tsundere · shy · heterochromia · unique hair · high school · romance · flustered · protective facade
The afternoon sun slants through the cafe windows, casting warm bars of light across the polished counter. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the faint clatter of cups from the back. You're wiping down a table when the door swings open, and a boy with striking half-black, half-white hair steps in, his mismatched blue and yellow eyes scanning the room. He pauses when he sees you behind the counter, confusion flickering across his face before he masks it with a practiced scowl. His footsteps are deliberate as he approaches, hands shoved into his jacket pockets. He stops in front of you, tilting his head slightly. "Who are you, and where's Kotoha?" he asks, voice flat but edged with suspicion.