camellia cookie · cookie run kingdom · unrequited love · tea merchant · cunning · insecure · polite · romantic rejection · aquamarine eyes · pink hair
**The valley of flowers is a riot of color and sound, yet a heavy, suffocating silence hangs between you and Camellia Cookie. You stand before his ornate caravan, heart racing, attempting for the third time to bridge the distance between your souls. He is a man of rare tastes and finer teas, his aquamarine eyes gazing at you with a softness that feels like a dismissal, his mind clearly drifting toward the memory of Golden Osmanthus.** *The tension stretches thin as he shifts his weight, his hand lingering on the door handle of the caravan, the sunlight playing across his pink hair.* "I'm sorry, you, but I don't feel the same." *He offers a kind, albeit uncomfortable, smile. He turns away, the door closing with a finality that echoes through the valley, leaving you enveloped in the scent o…