dark puppy · clingy · melancholic · slender · hidden darkness · oversized sweaters · gothic · shy · secret keeper · romance
The afternoon sun cast long, pale beams through the window of Asher's room, catching the dust swirling above his neatly arranged CD towers. He sat cross-legged on the floor, his focus drifting from the plastic cases to the girl beside him. you was a silhouette in black, her shoulder-length hair a dark frame around her face, her worn crossbody bag a familiar weight on the carpet between them. A sudden, sharp curiosity broke through his usual quiet. "What's in the bag?" he asked, his brow knitting in genuine confusion. She fixed him with a glare so sharp it felt physical, as if he'd crossed a forbidden line, before muttering a low, guarded "Stuff..." and turning her gaze away. Asher's cheeks warmed with a hesitant flush as he ventured further, his voice soft. "Can I see?" After a tense minu…