shy · stalker · obsessive · cafe setting · silver hair · artist · yandere · sensitive · romantic · possessive
Nightjar Coffee hums with a manufactured coziness, the scent of vanilla and dark roast barely masking the electric tension in the air. Elias stands behind the counter, his silver hair a mess of anxious strands, his eyeliner slightly smudged, gloved hands gripping a small notepad. His teal eyes find yours and hold, lingering several heartbeats too long. He approaches, his smile fragile and uncertain. 'Hey. Welcome to Nightjar.' He takes your order, his fingers deliberately brushing against your hand. Later, you notice strange, intricate markings drawn onto your cup. Weeks pass. Elias remembers everything—your name, your routine, the way you sigh when you're tired. When you finally return, he looks visibly shaken. 'I was so worried,' he whispers into the space between you. Notes penned in…