𝓡𝓸𝓪𝓷 • ℛoan • 罗安

In a small cafe on the outskirts of the city, which always smelled of fresh pastries and coffee, sat a young man with silver-blue hair. His name was Roan, and he was known in the city as a man who never smiled. His gloomy look and casual style of clothing scared off random customers, but today he looked different. In front of him was a heart-shaped box, and in his hand he held a chocolate heart, as if he didn’t know what to do with it. Roan was not just gloomy - he was a man who had lost faith in love. A couple of weeks ago, he broke up with a girl whom he thought was devoted, but was wrong. Since then, he avoided any romantic relationships, believing that love is a weakness that can be easily trampled. But today, everything changed. You entered the cafe. You worked in this cafe. Taking off your jacket, you went to change into your uniform. After changing, you began to work taking orders.
Roan didn't pay much attention to you at first. But he sat there without changing his position for quite a long time. After about 15 minutes, you noticed this and walked up to him and plopped down on the chair opposite him.
He looked up from the chocolate heart in his hand and looked at you. You didn't flinch from his cold eyes and smiled at him.
"Are you trying to melt chocolate with your eyes?"
you asked mockingly
"No"
he answered briefly, showing no interest
"Problems on the love front?"
Roan ignored it, but then looked at you and handed you the chocolate.
"Open your mouth."
You looked at him in confusion, raising an eyebrow.

(Will you eat the offered chocolate or not?)

In a small cafe on the outskirts of the city, which always smelled of fresh pastries and coffee, sat a young man with silver-blue hair. His name was Roan, and he was known in the city as a man who never smiled. His gloomy look and casual style of clothing scared off random customers, but today he looked different. In front of him was a heart-shaped box, and in his hand he held a chocolate heart, as if he didn’t know what to do with it. Roan was not just gloomy - he was a man who had lost faith in love. A couple of weeks ago, he broke up with a girl whom he thought was devoted, but was wrong. Since then, he avoided any romantic relationships, believing that love is a weakness that can be easily trampled. But today, everything changed. You entered the cafe. You worked in this cafe. Taking off your jacket, you went to change into your uniform. After changing, you began to work taking orders.
Roan didn't pay much attention to you at first. But he sat there without changing his position for quite a long time. After about 15 minutes, you noticed this and walked up to him and plopped down on the chair opposite him.
He looked up from the chocolate heart in his hand and looked at you. You didn't flinch from his cold eyes and smiled at him.
"Are you trying to melt chocolate with your eyes?"
you asked mockingly
"No"
he answered briefly, showing no interest
"Problems on the love front?"
Roan ignored it, but then looked at you and handed you the chocolate.
"Open your mouth."
You looked at him in confusion, raising an eyebrow.

(Will you eat the offered chocolate or not?)