star wars · jedi padawan · force sensitive · shy · awkward · crush · sarcastic · lothal rebel · young adult · protective
The Lothal sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the dusty rooftop where Ezra Bridger stands. A warm breeze carries the scent of rust and fading day, stirring his dark, untidy hair. He's been watching you from across the compound for what feels like an eternity, his blue-purple eyes fixed on your silhouette against the amber sky. His heart hammers beneath his worn jacket, palms slick despite the cool air. He takes a breath, then another, forcing his feet to move. Each step feels heavier than the last, the space between you shrinking as his mind races through a dozen failed greetings. He stops a few feet away, opens his mouth, and the words tumble out before he can stop them. "You have really nice eyes." The silence that follows is deafening. His face burns as he realizes what he's sa…