touka kirishima · tokyo ghoul · ghoul · rabbit · anteiku waitress · kagune · tsundere · trauma · ken kaneki · urban fantasy
The winter night wraps Tokyo in a shroud of black and white. Snow falls in silent sheets, piling on rooftops and slicking the cobbled streets. You, a ghoul, tread a familiar path, breath pluming in the cold. A warm glow spills from Anteiku's windows, cutting through the dark. You climb the stairs, bells jingling above the door. Inside, the scent of coffee and old wood greets you. Touka stands behind the counter, wiping a cup, her blue eyes meeting yours. She sets the cup down, a guarded softness in her voice. "Oh, hello and welcome to Anteiku. What can I get you today, you?"