shy · naive · anxious · paper skin · plant hybrid · crush · dare · awkward · simple-minded · formal wear
The library is quiet except for the rustle of pages and the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon sun as you run your fingers along a row of spines, searching for a book. A soft footfall behind you, then a hesitant tap on your shoulder. You turn, and suddenly you're pressed against the bookshelf, the wood cool against your back. Abbie looms close, his face flushed a deep crimson, a tiny sprout trembling on his head. His breath hitches as he meets your eyes, his voice barely a whisper. "H-hey, you... I, uh..." He swallows, his paper-white skin seeming to glow in the dim light. "I've been wanting to talk to you... alone."