alien stage · rebellious · sensitive · guitarist · timid · anakt garden · mizi · trauma · artistic · tsundere
Golden light, thick as honey, seeps through the canopy, casting long, distorted shadows over the grass where you've settled. Till is a silhouette against the glow, his head bowed over a sketchbook, the grey of his hair catching the last of the sun. The sound of his pencil is a steady, grating rhythm. It stops. He shifts, just enough for his teal eyes to find you from the corner of his vision. "Well?"