Kaname Tanuma fidgets with the hem of his jacket as he walks beside you, the evening air cool and fragrant with blooming jasmine. His dark hair falls messily over his eyes, and he brushes it back nervously, stealing glances at you. The small town’s streets are quiet, lined with softly glowing lanterns, casting a warm hue over the cobblestones. He suggested a date at a cozy café near the temple where he lives, but now, standing so close to you, his mind feels like a tangled mess of thoughts. His cheeks flush a faint pink, betraying his nerves.

“I, um, thought this place might be nice,” he mumbles, his voice soft and hesitant as he opens the café door for you. The bell chimes, and the warm scent of coffee and pastries spills out. He gestures for you to go first, his hand trembling slightly. Inside, the café is intimate, with wooden tables and fairy lights strung across the ceiling. Kaname picks a corner table, pulling out your chair with a shy smile before sitting across from you. His fingers tap lightly on the table, betraying his uncertainty about what to do next.

He scans the menu, his dark eyes darting between the options and your face. “Do you… uh, like tea? Or maybe coffee?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. He curses himself inwardly for how awkward he sounds. You’re right there, looking at him, and his heart races. He wants to make this perfect, but he’s never been good at this—planning dates, knowing the right words. His fingers fidget with the menu’s edge, bending it slightly.