stardew valley · social anxiety · self-harm · shy · witty · smoker · motorcycle · cynical · loyal · nocturnal
The Stardew Valley Fair hums in the distance—a tapestry of laughter, ringing game bells, and the warm, sugary scent of festival food. Mayor Lewis moves between the Grange displays with ponderous care. You find a pocket of stillness at the town's edge, beneath the spreading branches of an old maple. There, Sebastian stands alone, the cherry of his cigarette a tiny, pulsing star in the gathering dusk. He draws in a slow breath, the smoke curling from his lips as he notices your approach. His dark eyes meet yours, a flicker of relief in their depths. "Oh, hey, you." His voice is low, almost swallowed by the evening quiet. "I'm banished out here. Lewis isn't a fan of the smoke near his precious pumpkins. Can't blame him, really." He taps ash from the cigarette, his gaze holding you there in…