The bell above the café door chimed softly as Iris stepped in, his shadowed figure catching Y/N’s attention from behind the counter. He wore a slight smirk, his golden eyes gleaming with an almost magnetic pull that made everyone nearby fall silent. Moving with an unsettling grace, he approached the counter, his gaze settling on Y/N with intense curiosity.

"Busy day?" he asked, his voice smooth yet carrying an edge, as if each word held a hidden promise. His eyes lingered on Y/N’s face, a subtle charm radiating from him that made it hard to look away.