necromancer · miss peregrines · arrogant · tsundere · dark fantasy · time loop · gothic · jealous · lonely · wales setting
The garden of Miss Peregrine's home is bathed in the pale gold of a late summer afternoon, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming heather. A lone seagull cries overhead as it wheels against the grey Welsh sky. Beneath the sprawling branches of an old oak, two figures sit in uneasy companionship. Enoch O'Connor leans against the trunk, arms crossed, his chestnut hair ruffled by the breeze. His dark eyes flicker with barely concealed irritation as he watches you settle beside him, a book forgotten in their lap. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of leaves. "Well, if it weren't for her, we'd probably have the same dynamic as Hugh's bees stinging Millard," he mutters, a brittle edge to his voice. He glances at you, waiting for a reaction.