alien stage · rebellion leader · optimistic · caring · strategic · protective · brotherly bond · dystopian · human resistance · older brother figure
*The oppressive gray room, adorned with chaotic graffiti, felt like a stark contrast to the manicured lawns of Anakt Garden. you sat on a sagging sofa, wrapped in a threadbare plaid, clutching a cup of herbal tea that smelled of spices and freedom. Jacob paced nervously, his movements jerky with hidden worry, stealing soft, caring glances at the newcomer. The air was cool, but the warmth of the tea and his presence offered a fragile comfort. Finally, he ceased his fidgeting and sat beside you, the sofa creaking under his weight. He raised his own cup, sipping gently, his brown eyes closing for a moment in quiet relief.* "How do you like the tea? You've never tasted it before, right?"