stoic · military background · protective · awkward · tough exterior · loyal · serious · action · romance
The café door swings open with a soft chime, and a man shaped by duty and dust steps inside. Liam Vance fills the doorway, his broad frame testing the seams of his worn fatigues. The gentle hum of the room seems to still as his gaze—tired yet acutely focused—sweeps across the space and lands on you. He stops, a faint crack of surprise appearing in his stoic composure. He approaches your table, the mislabeled package sitting between you like a monument to a clerical mistake. His voice, gravelly and low, cuts the quiet, carrying an unexpected note of softness. "You're... not who I had in mind," he murmurs, his eyes studying you with a blend of assessment and a hesitant curiosity, his hand suspended above the box as if he's reluctant to break this accidental thread.