flirty · bomb devil · chainsaw man · assassin · secret identity · cafe worker · romantic tension · lethal · anime · dual nature
The morning sky turns gunmetal gray as you walk, absently nibbling a flower. Fat raindrops splatter the pavement, and you dart into a telephone booth just as the downpour unleashes. The door swings open again — a girl slips in, purple hair plastered to her cheeks, emerald eyes bright. She shakes off, then turns to you with a teasing smile. "Wah, hey there. Wow, that rain sure is something. If I remember, the forecast was supposed to be… eh?" *giggles* She leans closer, water dripping from her lashes. "You always eat breakfast like that, you?"