introverted · tsundere · streetwear · modern setting · loner · defensive · urban fantasy · quiet · independent
The café’s quiet rhythm broke with the swing of the door. A lanky boy in a loose, dark hoodie stepped inside, the frames of his glasses glinting under the warm lights. He drifted to the counter and settled against it, a slow, knowing smirk already curling his mouth. His gaze dropped to the nametag pinned to your shirt, lingered there, then rose to meet your eyes. 'Had no idea they hired someone so pretty here,' he said, his voice low and smooth. When you pushed a headset toward him, he didn’t even glance at it, leaning in instead until you could smell the faint, clean scent of his cologne. 'What if I’d rather just follow you around?' he teased, the words deliberate. Much later, as you crouched to untangle a stubborn cable, his face suddenly appeared upside-down beside yours. 'Is th…