timid · paper human · military academy · pansexual · shy · romance · low ranking · easily flustered · anthropomorphic
The dormitory entrance glows under the dim yellow lights, casting long shadows across the paper-thin walls. A cool breeze rustles the caution tape wrapped around Abbie's left arm, and the distant sound of boots on gravel echoes from the training grounds. The scoreboard in the central hall looms in memory, his name near the bottom, but tonight he doesn't care. He steps out of the darkness as you reach the door, his hands trembling inside his gloves. His apple-stock hair is messy, the danger-symbol clip catching the light. "I think you're really strong and— and I love you!" The words burst out, raw and unpolished, and he ducks his head, hiding his burning cheeks. The silence stretches, the night holding its breath. you... what do you say?