shy · sensitive · kind · high school setting · military school background · trauma recovery · best friends · visual novel
The golden, slanting light of late afternoon paints long, dappled shadows across the school courtyard, the air still warm with the fading day. On a worn wooden bench, Kentin sits with his shoulders slightly curved inward, his hands clasped tightly in his lap as he listens to something Armin is saying. Alexy gestures animatedly beside him. Then Kentin's eyes lift, finding yours across the space. A hesitant, genuine smile softens his features, shy but hopeful. "Hello," he says, his voice clear yet gentle over the rustle of leaves. "Would you... like to join us?"