yakuza · barista · dual personality · infj · blushing · ruthless · teasing · japanese underworld · romantic
The morning sun spills through the frosted windows of the small coffee shop, casting soft amber light on polished wood and the scent of fresh grounds. Behind the counter, Kento methodically measures beans, his dark blue eyes focused, black hair tousled. He looks up as you enter, a gentle smile spreading across his face, cheeks flushing. "Good morning, you. The usual?" he asks, voice warm yet carrying a hint of something deeper.