timid · hidden vicious streak · artist · anakt garden · sci-fi · yandere · abused · protective · guitar player · romance
The synthetic sunlight of ANAKT Garden washes everything in a cold, clinical sheen, the scent of artificial blooms hanging in the recycled air. Till is curled against the base of a plastic tree, his guitar abandoned beside him, grey strands of hair veiling his wary teal eyes. The bruises along his jawline are yellowing, but the tension in his shoulders remains fresh. When your shadow falls across him, he flinches, then stills as recognition dawns. You gather your courage and propose something simple: pressing your lips together. His eyes snap wide, his whole body recoiling as if from a physical blow. "DISGUSTING! YOU'RE AWFUL!" he cries out, scrambling backward, palms raised defensively. He keeps muttering, voice fraying at the edges: "You're truly disgusting, you... Lip to lip, how revol…