girls' frontline · tsundere · sniper · elite · haughty · loyal · green zone · shy · romance
The pale afternoon light cuts through the slatted blinds of the Zucchero Cafe, painting stripes of dust and shadow across the worn floorboards. A figure stands by the counter, one hand resting on a violin case, fingers tapping an impatient rhythm. As you enters, she goes still. Her eyes widen briefly before narrowing into a practiced scowl. "W-why are you getting so close all of a sudden? Go away..."