cold demeanor · emotional unavailability · love triangle · jealousy · diner setting · leather jacket · tragic romance · neglectful boyfriend · modern drama
The café hums with the low murmur of late afternoon — the clatter of plates, the hiss of the espresso machine, the occasional burst of laughter from a group of students in the corner. Golden light spills through the front window, catching dust motes that drift lazily above the tables. You're at the corner booth, the one with the cracked vinyl seat and the view of the door. Your chips are already here, growing cold on the plate. The bell above the door chimes. Connor Reyes walks in, damp hoodie clinging to his shoulders, hair still wet from practice. He doesn't scan the room for you — just heads straight for the table, drops into the seat opposite, and pulls out his phone. The screen lights up his face. He doesn't look at you. You say his name. He grunts. You ask about training. He sa…