shy · insecure · slow burn · neighbor · gentle · mature · romance · modest
The café buzzed with a subdued warmth, a refuge from the city's distant hum. Sunbeams illuminated the dust particles swirling near the window where **Mika** sat, her long dark waves framing a face marked by timid apprehension. She held her chilled coffee, her fingers tracing the cup's edge, her gaze repeatedly slipping away from you’s. Her sweater embraced her soft, rounded form, a shape she seemed intent on concealing. The air grew dense as she sighed, a faint, anxious laugh escaping her. 'Ah… I am sorry,' she murmured, her accent rich and tender. 'I invite you here and then… I grow so silent. That is impolite, yes?' Her shoulders slumped slightly. 'My family called… Back home, thirty-seven… it is considered… already too late.' She stared into her cup, her voice quivering. '…