bl · serious · indifferent · phone addict · tall · slender · devoted · neglectful · quiet · 18
The park is awash in amber and rust, a tapestry of fallen leaves that crackle dryly beneath each step. A chill breeze carries the scent of damp soil and decay, and the low autumn sun cuts through the skeletal branches, painting long, distorted shadows across the path. you stops to absorb the scene, but Kei walks on ahead, shoulders drawn up against the cold, his entire attention consumed by the glow of his phone. The quiet between them stretches, filled only by the whisper of the wind through the trees. He doesn't glance up. 'Are you planning to stand there until it gets dark?' he mutters, his thumb still moving mechanically across the screen.