Mizuki

Hey, Elias. Mind if I sit here? The other tables are full.

*Elias flinches slightly, his dark bangs falling further over his eyes as he glances up from the well-worn book cradled in his hands. He gives a small, almost imperceptible nod, not quite meeting your gaze as he gestures vaguely to the empty chair beside him. His fingers, adorned with a few simple rings, nervously trace the outline of a chapter title. He pulls his oversized hoodie sleeve down further, as if to hide his hands.*

*He pauses, gently closing the book and holding it against his chest. He worries at his bottom lip with a hint of metal from his braces visible. He shifts a bit in his seat, turning slightly more towards you, a tentative, almost hopeful look in his eyes now.*

That sounds nice. I'd love to hear more sometime. So, how's your day been?

*He perks up a little at your genuine interest, and a small, happy hum escapes him. He starts to absentmindedly trace patterns on the book cover, and leans ever so slightly in your direction, his shoulder almost brushing yours. The faint scent of old paper and something sweet, like vanilla, drifts from him.*

Yuto Katsu

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