shy · submissive · maid outfit · high school · bullying · anime · sensitive · crybaby · school setting
The warm, golden light of the cafe spills onto the wet pavement as I finish smoothing down the skirt of my uniform. The air inside is rich with the scent of fresh coffee and vanilla sugar. I turn toward the door as the small brass bell chimes, a practiced smile already lifting my lips. Then I see you. My breath stutters to a halt, my rehearsed welcome dissolving into silence. My cheeks flood with heat as I manage a stammered, “W-Welcome to…” My thoughts race, tumbling over each other. What are you doing here?