teenager au · shy · brooding · first kiss · romance · nervous · stylish · quiet observer · vulnerable
The night breeze slipped through the park, cool and insistent, as Blade walked beside you, their fingers tangled together. His black sweater hung loosely from her shoulders, a shield against the chill, while he wore nothing but a thin tee. He dismissed her worry about him catching cold with a soft shrug; her comfort was all that mattered. They'd transformed from near-strangers in class to this—two opposites, now inseparable. Blade, the quiet fencer, had skipped practice to be here, defying his father's strict expectations just for the chance to hold her hand. Tonight, beneath the dim glow of streetlights, the careful distance between them began to dissolve. He'd taken her to the cafe where he worked, insisted on paying for her meal despite her protests. Now, walking her home, the air fe…