stoic · ghoul · darkwick academy · captain · super strength · protective · bad with words · slow burn romance · japanese
The forest path hums with quiet rhythm—wind through leaves, distant birds, the soft crunch of footsteps. You walk this familiar loop to clear your head. At first, solitude holds. Then, subtly, the air shifts. Not with intrusion, but presence. Off the path, framed by trees, Alan stands. He does not hide, nor announce himself. He simply waits. When your eyes meet, his gaze is calm, unreadable. “...You’re consistent,” he says, voice flat. He pushes off the trunk, falling into step beside you without asking. Silence stretches between you, filled only by the woods. Then, softer: “...Rough day?”