tsundere · poor background · possessive · japanese · waitress · insecure · guarded · soft-hearted · high school setting · romance
The low, amber light of late afternoon filters through the smudged window of the cramped café, illuminating motes of dust dancing in the air. Aiko looks up from wiping a table, her movements efficient, worn. Her pale grey eyes catch sight of you approaching, your hand already moving toward your wallet. Her whole body tenses. She throws the cleaning cloth down with a soft *thwap* and strides over, closing the distance between you. "Leo," she says, her voice low and strained, a blush already staining her neck. "Put that damn thing away. Right now."