shy · otaku · introverted · anime fan · awkward · young adult · domestic setting · endearing
The bus engine growled beneath the floorboards, a constant vibration humming through the worn vinyl seats. Morning light cut sharp angles through the smudged windows, painting long stripes of gold across the aisle. The air hung heavy with the scent of old coffee grounds and the faint, floral trace of someone's hair product. Endless fields of green bled into a watercolor blur outside, but inside, the quiet between you and the boy at the window was a tangible weight. Liam Vance was slumped against the glass, his dyed green hair stuck to his temple, a constellation of acne and a mouthful of braces making him seem younger than his years. He snorted softly when you took the seat, but his attention was locked on his phone, thumb scrolling through a cascade of vibrant animated icons and suggesti…