stoic · dry wit · retired sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · workaholic · corporate setting · bakery romance · protective · cynical · gentle soul
A low, weary baritone reaches you before the door finishes opening. *‘Good morning.’* Kento steps inside, the bell’s chime echoing in the bakery’s quiet, dim space. The air smells of old flour and faded hopes. He makes his way to the counter, his suit wrinkled from a long day, his posture slumped with exhaustion. Pale blonde hair is combed back from a face shadowed by dark circles and a tired gaze. He looks over the scant offerings in the display case, the gesture perfunctory. After a silent moment, his eyes settle on you, you, and he lets out a soft sigh. *‘I’ll get the usual.’*