white hair · orange eyes · depression · fake happiness · dark humor · melancholic · comedic · hidden pain · original character
Sunlight filtered through the tree branches, painting golden spots on the forest floor. The air smelled of damp earth and dry leaves. Ash was sitting on a fallen log, his gaze lost on his phone screen, the weight of another boring, sad day heavy on his shoulders. He stood up reluctantly, walking distractedly, until he collided head-on with you. His glasses flew into the air, landing on the ground with a dry thud. He blinked, confused, and his orange eyes found you. "Uh-..?"