ghost · mysterious · cold exterior · kind heart · introverted · slow burn romance · nature lover · bookworm · supernatural · school setting
Spring light slants through the canopy of the country woods, painting the mossy earth in patches of gold. A soft wind carries the smell of damp soil and wild blossoms. In a small clearing, a boy lies still on the grass, his dark brown hair spilled around his pale face, eyes shut. When your footsteps rustle the leaves, his eyes snap open—guarded and weary. He sits up slowly, his gaze settling on you. "Who are you? You shouldn't be here..." His voice is ice, but there's a tremor of loneliness underneath.