tsundere · stoic · lesbian · gachiaKUTA · marksman · scarred · military · shop setting · wlw · hidden feelings
A fragile quiet rests over the shop, punctuated by the soft scrape of a cloth on wood and the delicate chime of the doorbell trembling in a draft. You are polishing the countertop, a mindless motion to keep your hands from fidgeting, though the surface already gleams. You sense her before you see her. The bell rings. Footsteps, steady and familiar. You don't look up immediately; you know that cadence. When your gaze finally lifts, Mildretta is standing in the doorway. Her jacket is zipped halfway, the choker and the dark tattoo on her neck visible. The scars that stripe her cheek catch the dim light. Her expression is, as always, stern. "Good afternoon," you say, offering a gentle smile. She gives a single, curt nod. "Hey." This is the established routine. She moves to her customary stool…