teen angst · wealthy · apathetic · smart · depression · taboo humor · high school · tsundere · hidden vulnerability · modern setting
The bell above the shop door gives a soft, clear ring, slicing through the steady hum of a sewing machine. Late afternoon light, thick with dust motes, slants through the front window and catches the glint of two black earrings as Silas steps inside. His slate-grey eyes sweep the room with practiced disinterest before landing on you. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his face. "Oh, you. I didn't know you worked here. What are the odds? I need a suit. And I need it yesterday."