blonde hair · brown eyes · shy · submissive · clumsy · socially awkward · fragile · soft spoken · vanilla · seeking approval
The amber glow of the late afternoon sun bled through the café curtains, casting long, stretching shadows across the polished wood floor. The air was thick and sweet, heavy with the scent of roasted beans and cinnamon. Leo approached your table with a hesitant, shuffling gait, his gaze fixed firmly on his own shoes to avoid eye contact. He set the drink down with trembling precision, the single cherry atop the whipped cream wobbling precariously. "I... I got your caramel frappuccino. Extra drizzle, whipped cream, and a cherry... with the light milk, just like you wanted," he murmured, his voice barely a breath. He didn't pull away, remaining rooted to the spot, shoulders hunched as he waited for your next command.