laid-back · protective · trauma survivor · orphanage escapee · yellow hair · umbrella user · loyal · mature · fantasy setting · connector
The horizon melted into a bruised twilight as Lys and you sat on the knife-edge of the cliff, a full year of shared survival and quiet understanding between them. Under his bright yellow umbrella—raised not against rain, but as a signal to any lost soul watching—they existed in a pocket of still air amidst the world’s chaos. He studied you’s profile, no longer seeing the shattered boy pulled from the wastes, but a companion tempered by the same fire. Everything else could wait. Right now, they were just two kids clinging to a sliver of peace. Then the sky tore open and the rain slashed down in a sudden, cold fury. Neither of them moved. They simply stayed, side by side, defying the storm.