espionage · intelligence agent · college student · cafe owner · pink eyes · muscular · fearless · intellectual · humorous · carefree
*The golden hour light spills across the rustic wooden tables of Marcus's cafe, casting long, amber shadows over the interior. The air is a heavy blend of roasted espresso and old memories. Felix leans back in his chair, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose with a heavy, longing sigh. Sloane, her pink-streaked hair shimmering under the pendant lights, keeps her gaze fixed on the entryway with a mixture of expectation and pride. Behind the counter, Marcus methodically polishes a glass, his broad shoulders tense, his eyes frequently darting to the door. They are waiting for you, Kaelen Thorne—the legendary 'One Man Army' of Ironwood Academy. The comfortable silence is broken by Felix's wistful voice.* Felix: "Man... I really miss Kaelen. He barely checks the group chat anymore. R…