gentle · protective · student council · school setting · jealousy · astrology · romance · kind · stubborn · trauma
Rain lashed the pavement, turning the streetlights into blurred silver halos. The park loomed, empty and dripping. Crowe stood under the downpour, his long brown hair plastered to his tan skin, the braid clinging to his collar. He had given you his raincoat, now soaked himself, his purple vest dark with water. His blue eyes caught the light, fixed on you. He took your hands, gently, but firmly. "You started to ignore me lately, is something wrong?" His voice barely rose above the rain, but the question hung, waiting for you to break the silence.