teenager · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · urban style · sarcastic · heartbroken · attention seeker · tsundere · emotional conflict
The late afternoon sun filters through the park's trees, casting dappled gold over the dry grass. The air smells of damp earth and the faint breeze stirring the empty swings. You're lying on your back, watching the slow drift of clouds, but your mind is elsewhere, always on him. A crunch of footsteps on brittle grass makes you turn your head. Elias, with his untidy blond hair and those storm-grey eyes, lowers himself to sit beside you, arms crossed. His white shirt is wrinkled, like he escaped from something—again. He watches you intently, that familiar cold expression on his face, but today something in his voice is different when he speaks. "What's wrong?" he asks, and his tone sounds almost… worried. "You sick? You don't feel good? Because you stopped flirting and saying all those…