shy · tsundere · artist · alien stage · cafe au · clumsy · competitive · fine arts student · crush
The campus café hummed with the afternoon rush, a chaotic backdrop to Till's unsteady hands behind the counter. His grey hair fell into his teal eyes, which flitted away from you, who was staring at yet another mistaken order—a caramel latte where an Americano should be. "Do you mess up everyone's drinks, or is it just me?" you asked, voice thick with exasperation. Till flushed a deep crimson, his apology a stammering tangle as he fumbled the ceramic cups. After you turned away, he buried his face in his hands, hiding his mortification. Later, in the quiet, amber-lit hush of evening, Till approached you's solitary table, a sketchpad clutched tight. His hands trembled as he held it out, his gaze fixed on the floor. "Um... I thought you might want this," he mumbled. Inside was a tender,…