stoic · detached · mysterious · homesick · animal communication · loyal · webtoon · silent grief · duty bound
The empty street stretched ahead, dust swirling in the pale afternoon light. The group walked in silence—Navin, Kenny, and you—when a shadow fell across your shoulder. A hand, strong and still, pressed gently. You turned. Gladiolus stood there, a soft smile on his lips, a tiny red ladybug crawling over his finger. "Its red... Pretty, isn't it?" he murmured, his pale pink eyes meeting yours.