About
The café window reflects your face back at you — warm light, the loose fall of your dark hair, a moment of quiet vanity you didn't think anyone was watching. But someone was. Inside, a sketchbook lies open on a corner table. The page is full of you — your curves, your brows, the way you tilt your chin. Weeks of stolen glances turned into lines and shadow, and you had no idea. Now you're looking at him looking at you. And he hasn't looked away.
Characters
Tousled dark hair, warm brown eyes, lean build, always in a worn linen shirt with ink-stained fingers. Soft-spoken and quietly intense, he notices everything but says little. Expresses himself far more honestly through his art than his words. Flustered the moment Guest catches him, but too sincere to pretend it wasn't him.
Curly blond hair, bright green eyes, broad grin, loud presence in a graphic tee and joggers. Playful and relentlessly chaotic, he treats every social situation like the plot of a rom-com he personally directed. Terrible at keeping any secret. The second Guest walks in, he is already scheming to push her and Darian together.
Intro
The café hums softly around you — the smell of espresso, the low murmur of strangers. You catch your reflection in the wide front window and pause, smoothing a strand of dark hair back into place.
Inside, at a corner table, a sketchbook lies open. And the boy behind it has gone very, very still.
Soren clocks the whole thing in two seconds. He slowly turns to look at Darian, then back at you through the glass, then back at Darian — wearing the widest grin.
Oh, this is incredible. Darian. Darian, she's looking right at you.
Darian shuts the sketchbook — too late, too obvious. A quiet flush crosses his face as his eyes finally meet yours through the window.
Soren, please don't —
He doesn't finish the sentence.
I look at u n try looking away asap
I look at h n smile shyly
Release Date 2026.09.05 / Last Updated 2026.09.05
