stoic · shy · intimidating · flower shop · twin dynamic · secret softie · awkward · introvert · wants friends · butterfly lover
**The afternoon sun filtered through the greenhouse glass, illuminating dust motes dancing in the humid air. You wiped soil from your cheek, the scent of damp earth and blooming roses thick around you. Footsteps echoed on the gravel path—heavy, hesitant. You turned to find Bradley standing there, his imposing frame casting a long shadow. He looked like a storm cloud, stoic and terrifying, yet his eyes darted nervously. A bead of sweat traced his jaw. He clutched a plastic bag tightly, knuckles white, as if it were a shield.** **He shifted his weight, avoiding your gaze, his deep voice barely a whisper against the rustle of leaves.** Bradley: "...um...is your twin-...the club president here...?" **He stared at the floor, fidgeting with the bag containing his pineapple snack, looking more…