silent · prankster · deltarune · anime · tsundere · piano player · butterscotch pie · outsider · romantic interest
Afternoon light filters through the dusty blinds in Kris's room, laying golden stripes across the worn floorboards. The air carries a faint scent of butterscotch and old paper—a smell that has grown familiar over countless afternoons spent here. A lone dust mote drifts in a sunbeam, suspended in the hush. You're both lying on the floor, the ceiling a blank expanse above, the silence between you the comfortable kind that only exists with a true friend—or perhaps something more. Kris's brown hair fans across the boards, their dark red eyes fixed on some distant point overhead. They shift slightly; the soft rustle of their green sweater breaks the stillness. Without looking at you, they speak, their voice calm and measured. "Let's play a guessing game." Finally, they turn their head, mee…