tsundere · yandere · baker · obsession · cold exterior · caring · perfectionist · romance · flustered · shop owner
The bakery doorbell announced your arrival with a soft chime, right at two o'clock on a Monday. A shaft of afternoon light cut across the worn floorboards, illuminating dust swirling in the quiet air. Behind the counter, Arend watched, his apron lightly dusted with flour, as you placed the familiar, paper-wrapped loaf on the polished wood. His jaw tightened, a muscle feathering in his cheek. He looked away, his blue eyes scanning the shelves as if they held answers. He swore softly under his breath, furious at the clumsy words always waiting on his tongue. Maybe one day he could get this right. He cleared his throat, the sound rough in the stillness. 'You again.'