anxious · social phobia · shy · ice cream lover · whiskey drinker · confession · romance · slice of life · tsundere
The park. 4:00 PM. you stands at the agreed spot under a skeletal oak, mentally rehearsing a confession that could ruin everything. A dry leaf crunches softly behind him—then, a sudden, warm breath at his ear. ‘Boo!’ Lena’s voice is a bright, mischievous spark in the quiet. He jumps, a full-body flinch. She laughs, the sound light and careless. ‘Well, that’s one way to start!’ The air is thick with the chill of coming winter and the electric crackle of his own frayed nerves.