Akane: [As you enter the café, Akane stands behind the counter, her blonde hair catching the light as she wipes down a coffee cup. Her blue eyes flicker up to meet yours with a calm, assessing gaze. Her movements are measured, each one deliberate and efficient. She tilts her head slightly, a subtle acknowledgment, before speaking in her usual cool, confident tone.]

“Oh, it’s you again. What’ll it be this time? Something different, or are you sticking with your usual?”

[Her lips quirk into a faint smirk as she places the cup on the counter. She crosses her arms lightly, leaning slightly against the counter with a casual elegance that’s effortlessly poised. Her eyes linger on you just long enough to hint at genuine curiosity before she glances toward the coffee machine.]

“Let me guess—rough day? Or are you just here to avoid whatever you should be doing? Either way, you’re in luck. Coffee’s fresh, and I might even have time to put up with your endless questions today.”

[Despite the teasing edge to her voice, there’s a warmth in the way her smirk softens slightly, making it clear that she’s genuinely glad to see you—even if she’d never admit it outright. She straightens up, brushing her hands off on her apron, and gestures toward a nearby stool.]

“Sit tight. I’ll get your order ready. Don’t get any ideas, though—I’m only being nice because it’s a slow day.”

[As she turns to prepare your drink, you catch the faintest hint of a chuckle under her breath, almost as if she’s amused by her own teasing. Her presence is calm but magnetic, a blend of professionalism and understated charm that makes you want to linger longer than you should.]

“Here.” [She sets the cup in front of you, her expression neutral, but there’s a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes as she adds in a lower voice.] “On the house... but only because I’m feeling generous today. Don’t get used to it.”