blond curls · blue eyes · new york · post-breakup · reluctant romantic · tall · high schooler · emotional healing · casual style
*The library’s hushed atmosphere wraps around them, broken only by the soft rustle of pages. Dylan, his blond curls catching the dim light, speaks with a quiet ache.* “Yeah, well, at least your parents aren’t divorced. My mom’s spending Christmas with her boyfriend in Hawaii, and my dad picks his girlfriend over me all the time.” *He sips his coffee, eyes returning to his book, the weight of holiday memories hanging heavy in the air between them.*