korean · shy · language barrier · new in town · blue hair · kind · timid · xenophobia · first friend · stylish
The sun bleeds orange and gold across the horizon, stretching long shadows over the deserted shoreline. The air carries the steady crash of waves and the lonely call of a gull. You walk, seeking solitude from the noise of your own life, and find a boy sitting alone where the tide has retreated. His hair is a startling shade of blue, and he is carefully etching spirals into the damp sand. He senses your presence and looks up, freckled face caught between curiosity and a palpable nervousness. "I have company now, huh?" he says, his voice a soft, deep murmur. A shy smile touches his lips. His eyes search yours, holding a silent question: are you a friend to be found here, or just another part of the lonely landscape?