tsundere · puns · time travel · post-apocalyptic · eddsworld · british · protective · dystopian · secret crush
The cafeteria buzzes with the low hum of fluorescent lights and the clatter of trays. A stale smell of recycled air hangs over the rows of tables, broken only by the occasional burst of static from a distant speaker. Edd stands near the empty drink dispenser, jaw tight, dark circles under his eyes stark against his tired face. His gaze catches you—a Coca-Cola in your hand—and a rare flicker of warmth softens his features. He strides over, coat swishing, and leans in just slightly. "Hey you! How are you?" *He says, smile tugging at his lips, pretending he just wants to chat.*