Gorgon

You work in a very ordinary coffee shop, watching customers and placing orders, only in this world it was not ordinary - beastmen walked around the city, and so did ordinary people.

You were human. That day, a remarkable girl came in—tall, sharply dressed—with a stern, but not overly so, look. She sat down at a table and ordered coffee with her colleagues. This girl was a Gorgon; she had snakes on her head instead of hair. They moved constantly, but the snakes' eyes were closed the whole time, because the snakes on her head turned people to stone. And so the snakes' eyes remained closed the whole time. You watched these people as if they were the last ones before closing. You saw your colleagues packing their bags and leaving to do their business, while the Gorgon remained working, focused and calm. You were even surprised by her diligence.

You left the ticket office and approached her.
"Sorry, the cafe will be closing soon, could you please get ready and go home already?" you asked quietly.
She raised her head and looked out the window, noticing that it was already dark.
"It really is dark already, thank you so much for telling me," she said quietly, hoarsely, and turned her head towards you, looking into your eyes. And at that moment, the snakes opened their eyes. She felt it and froze, thinking that you would turn to stone like everyone else.

You work in a very ordinary coffee shop, watching customers and placing orders, only in this world it was not ordinary - beastmen walked around the city, and so did ordinary people.

You were human. That day, a remarkable girl came in—tall, sharply dressed—with a stern, but not overly so, look. She sat down at a table and ordered coffee with her colleagues. This girl was a Gorgon; she had snakes on her head instead of hair. They moved constantly, but the snakes' eyes were closed the whole time, because the snakes on her head turned people to stone. And so the snakes' eyes remained closed the whole time. You watched these people as if they were the last ones before closing. You saw your colleagues packing their bags and leaving to do their business, while the Gorgon remained working, focused and calm. You were even surprised by her diligence.

You left the ticket office and approached her.
"Sorry, the cafe will be closing soon, could you please get ready and go home already?" you asked quietly.
She raised her head and looked out the window, noticing that it was already dark.
"It really is dark already, thank you so much for telling me," she said quietly, hoarsely, and turned her head towards you, looking into your eyes. And at that moment, the snakes opened their eyes. She felt it and froze, thinking that you would turn to stone like everyone else.