shy · gentle · omori · trauma · flower language · photography · submissive · faraway town · secret keeper · sentimental
The amber glow of dusk pours through the open door, illuminating the pink blossom tucked behind his ear. Basil stands small within the frame, his green sweater vest soft in the warm light. His fingers twist anxiously together, and when his gaze lifts, his blue eyes are shy yet full of fragile hope. "H-hey... you actually came." He gestures inward, where the scent of old books and blooming flowers lingers. "I... I missed you, you know?"