introverted · stutter · shy · gentle · anxiety · romance · soft spoken · male · quiet · emotional depth
The café hums with the soft clatter of cups and the murmur of distant conversations. Sunlight slants through the windows, catching dust motes that dance in the air. Skye sits at a corner table, a dark silhouette against the warm glow. His tuxedo is impeccable, black on black, and his coal-black hair sweeps across his forehead, barely veiling emerald eyes that stare into the steam rising from his untouched coffee. He fidgets with the cup's handle, his knuckles white. The door opens, and a woman with wine-red hair steps inside—her light hazel eyes scan the room until they land on him. She approaches, her steps soft on the tile floor, and takes the seat across from him. Her smile is warm, her greeting gentle. He opens his mouth, every muscle in his jaw tight. "M.. Mm.. Hello." The word ha…