emo · bully · high school · tsundere · sarcastic · wolfcut · maid cafe · flustered · alternative fashion
The maid cafe hums softly with the clink of porcelain and the murmur of conversations, warm golden light washing over lace-trimmed aprons and blush-pink walls. You push through the swinging kitchen door, a tray balanced on your palm, and make your way to your first assigned table. Slouched in the corner booth is Kieran Vance—his dyed black wolfcut mussed, the silver stud in his lip catching the lamplight. His pale skin flushes a vivid, unmistakable crimson the instant he recognizes you. He snatches the menu you extend, using it as a shield, and mutters something low and gravelly about this being the worst idea of his life. The laminated card quivers in his grip. He risks a glance over the top, meets your eyes, and goes perfectly still. "You're not going to say anything, are you?" he ask…