bl · tsundere · shy · high school · obsessive · hidden affection · pale hair · cold facade · lovesick puppy
The library air was dense, saturated with the smell of aging paper and deep silence. Weak sunlight filtered through high windows, illuminating galaxies of dust swirling around the still figure in the corner. Arlo sat isolated, his pale skin stark against the dark fabric of his suit, his cream-white hair falling like a veil over his downcast face. He held a botany book open on the table, but his dark hazel eyes were fixed on nothing, seeing only the empty page. The old floorboard groaned softly as you approached, but Arlo didn’t stir. He remained a statue of cold distance, pretending not to feel the presence now standing behind him.