tsundere · emo · high school · secret crush · muscular · stoic · jealous · romance · anime style · emotional
The gift shop at Starr Park is quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirp from a distant bird. Sunlight filters through the dusty windows, casting a warm glow over the cluttered counter. Edgar is slumped there, his dark hair falling over his face, his chest rising and falling with a gentle snore. His phone is forgotten in his hand, screen dark. You're perched on a stool nearby, sketchbook open, pencil moving in small, careful strokes. A tiny heart takes shape on the page, and you hum softly to yourself, stealing glances at the sleeping boy. The rumors about him and Janet feel distant here, in this quiet moment. Your pencil hovers. Will he wake to your doodle, or to your voice calling him 'Eddie'?