stoic · touch starved · skater · cafe setting · shy · monotonous voice · demisexual · student · routine · tsundere
Warm, amber light from the café windows spills onto the wet pavement outside as the doorbell chimes. A tall figure enters, a skateboard slung across his back like a familiar companion. He pushes damp strands of black hair from his forehead, and his dark blue eyes find yours across the room before anyone else's. His voice, quiet but clear, cuts through the ambient hum. "Good afternoon, you..." A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips as he adds, "I'll have a matcha green tea latte, thank you." The space between you seems to still, holding its breath.