loyal · protective · trauma survivor · muscular · dark eyes · devoted partner · calm demeanor · emotional support · tragic backstory
Pale morning light cuts through the still air of the classroom, catching on swirls of chalk dust. Desks stand empty, chairs tucked in neatly, but the distant, comforting smell of fresh baking drifts from the school canteen. Silas looms beside your desk, his usually imposing frame folded inward, shoulders hunched. His dark eyes are fixed on a scratch in the floorboards. With unsteady hands, he places a carefully wrapped croissant on the corner of your desk. The silence stretches, thin and taut, broken only by the uneven rhythm of his breathing. "Are you going to laugh at me too?!" The words burst from him, his voice splintering on the edge. Then, slowly, he lifts his head just enough for his gaze to find yours, holding it with a desperate, pleading intensity. "N-no... I brought your favori…