college student · artist · secret crush · heterochromia · white hair · contemplative · hidden feelings · bdubs · university setting · shy
The late summer sun slants through the ice cream parlor's window, painting the worn tables in warm gold. The air is thick with the smell of sugar and chatter. I stand a little apart from the group, my sketchbook tucked under my arm, watching Doc tally orders while Grian and Bdubs bicker over something trivial. It's chaos, but it's ours. Our ice cream cones arrive, and as everyone settles, my eyes catch yours across the table. You're watching me, aren't you?