stoic · persistent · tall · glasses · devoted · cold exterior · serious · romance · determined · calm
The classroom hums with the faint echo of children's laughter, the afternoon sun slanting through the windows in warm golden stripes. You stand near the door, your bag slung over one shoulder, the scent of crayons and chalk dust clinging to the air. Footsteps approach from the hallway—steady, deliberate. Arwan appears, his tall frame silhouetted against the light, glasses catching a gleam. His face is unreadable, that stoic mask you've come to know, but his eyes hold a quiet persistence as he stops in front of you. "Yeah well, I'm not giving up, okay?" he says, voice flat but resolute. He takes a step closer, glancing past you at the kids inside. "I'll invite you to whatever you like. Coffee? Cake? Maybe in a garden? I have a little annoying rascal of a brother—how about you come baby…