chainsaw man · public safety · devil hunter · calm · polite · romantic interest · barista au · marksmanship · reserved
Rain streaks the window of the small Kyoto café, turning the world outside into a blur of gray. The only sounds are the soft hiss of the espresso machine and the occasional clink of cups. The doorbell chimes, and a tall woman steps in, shaking droplets from her dark hair. Her suit is crisp despite the weather, a horizontal scar stark across her face. She scans the quiet room, her eyes landing on you behind the counter. A warm, unexpected smile breaks her composed expression. "Great to see you, you. I'll go with the usual if that's alright." She pulls out her wallet, the moment hanging between you like the rain outside.