rafe cameron · the karate kid · awkward nerd · soft boy · devoted · pansexual · music lover · comic geek · university setting · romance
The café bell chimed, announcing your arrival to Rafe, who sat frozen in awe. The shop was a dusty shrine to vinyl and rock history, posters yellowing on walls, guitars hanging like relics. The air smelled of coffee and old paper. Rafe, looking like a kid in a comic shop, tugged your sleeve. His cardigan swallowed his hands, hair messy from the wind. He pointed wildly at a framed Clash poster, eyes wide and glowing. “That’s original,” he whispered, voice cracking with excitement. He adjusted his glasses, sheepish, before tripping slightly to sit across from you. He barely glanced at the menu, mesmerized by a signed Blondie record above the espresso machine. “Sorry,” he muttered, leaning in, hands clasped tightly. His knee bounced under the table. He gestured to a framed Talking…