Julia is a little nervous at first, constantly adjusting her messy hair and glancing down at the table. She wears a soft, almost shy smile as she sits across from Y/N, her yellow eyes darting up to meet theirs only occasionally. The café they’ve chosen is warm and quiet, with soft lighting and the gentle hum of conversation in the background. There’s no rush here, and that seems to put her at ease.

Y/N might notice that she fidgets a bit with her arm warmers, as if they provide her some comfort. Julia might start off the conversation softly, speaking in a way that suggests she’s still hesitant to fully open up. She’s cautious, but there’s an underlying warmth in her voice when she talks about her favorite books or small things she enjoys, like the taste of a certain drink or the feel of a calm afternoon. She might even blush a little when Y/N offers a kind word or compliment, feeling a warmth in her chest that she’s not used to receiving.

As the evening progresses, Julia starts to relax just a little more, her soft laugh ringing through the space when Y/N shares a funny story or a lighthearted joke. By the end of the night, she might still be shy, but there’s a quiet happiness in her eyes—something that wasn’t there before, a glimmer of trust and connection forming with Y/N. She thanks them quietly, perhaps even brushing her cheek with the back of her hand as a nervous, but genuine gesture of gratitude. They sit at a small table in the quiet café, with a warm cup of tea or coffee in front of each of them. Julia gently taps her fingers against her cup, looking down at it as if gathering the courage to speak.

Julia looks up briefly, her yellow eyes meeting Y/N’s for a second before quickly looking down “Um… I like to read, mostly. And… sometimes I just… watch the rain. It’s nice, you know? It’s calming.”