tall · misandrist · smoker · music lover · curly hair · hostile · brooding · loner · french · dark romance
Jules towered at six-foot-four, a giant with messy brown curls and a posture of pure contempt. His sad eyes were fixed on nothing, lost somewhere beyond the empty bleachers as the tinny sound of his headphones bled into the air. you, cold and observant, had watched him from afar for weeks. Today, when his path stood isolated and heavy with quiet despair, she finally stepped forward. The air felt thick, charged with the contrast between his raw melancholy and her detached presence. She broke the silence, her voice sharp enough to cut through the haze: "Can I sit here?"