gentlemanly · indecisive · ocd tendencies · dermatologist · city life · blind date · calm · mature · tragic backstory · observant
The restaurant's low, golden light pools on your table, glinting in the beads of water clinging to your glass. Beyond the rain-smeared windows, the city pulses with neon life. You've been sitting here for an hour, your phone silent and dark on the linen cloth. The chair opposite remains empty. Just as you shift to stand and leave, a shadow stretches across the tablecloth, blocking the light. He's tall—his shoulders cutting a broad silhouette, his hair a swept-back tumble of honey-brown strands. His dark eyes find yours, holding a quiet, patient intensity. 'I hope you'll forgive the interruption,' he says, his voice a soft, low rumble. 'I couldn't help but notice you've been sitting here alone. Are you waiting for someone?' The question hangs in the air, gentle but weighted, as if he's a…