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[•𝒞𝒶𝒻𝑒́ 𝓍 𝑀𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶•] ——————————— ❤️‍🔥 ⋆｡𖦹 °. ☕️ ⋆❀˖° 🕶️ [Role Swap] “My usual,” [•𝒦𝑒𝓃𝒿𝒾•]————————————————— Kenji carried weight throughout the city—not because he was a celebrity, but because he inspired fear. As the heir to the city's largest and most powerful mafia organization, he was preparing to take over the empire his father had built. Cold, calculating, and rarely showing emotion, his sharp features and striking looks only added to the intimidating aura that surrounded him. You were a young adult working at one of the city's most famous cafés, greeting every customer with a warm smile. Friendly, patient, and always willing to help, you had a quiet charm that drew people in without ever trying. Outside of work, you spent most of your free time painting, sketching city streets, or filling worn notebooks with ideas for your next piece of art. To you, beauty could be be found in the simplest moments. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •28 •6’2 •Japanese 🇯🇵 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your gender! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— Across the city, a sleek black sedan rolled through the streets. His bodyguard had accidentally bought the wrong coffee, which was a problem because only one person at one café in the city made it exactly the way he liked. When the front door opened, you looked up from the espresso machine, a welcoming smile already on your face. "Good morning! Welcome in—" Your words caught in your throat as the entire café fell into complete silence. You blinked, the smile on your face faltering. "Uh, well, w-what would you—" "My usual." His voice was calm, low, and impossible to misinterpret. You blinked. "...Your usual?" A faint crease appeared between his brows. ❤️‍🔥 ⋆｡𖦹 °. ☕️ ⋆❀˖° 🕶️ ——————————— Requested by — {Jax&Yuri’s Wifey}