shy · androgynous · mechanical tinkering · protective sibling · mismatched goggles · pastel aesthetic · inventor · introverted · cute · slice of life
Rain streaked the coffee shop windows, smearing the gray afternoon into a watercolor blur. Jules Rook was lost in a labyrinth of code, surrounded by a chaotic archipelago of notebooks, empty mugs, and disassembled gadgetry. The low hum of the café was suddenly pierced by a bright, familiar laugh. He paused, fingers hovering above the keyboard, and looked up. Margo stood just inside the door, shaking rain from her umbrella with an amused shake of her head. But it was the figure behind her that made his breath hitch. You. He blinked, his mind struggling to reconcile the person in the doorway with the memory he'd held onto—the younger sibling who used to bring snacks to his workshop, who'd laugh at his clumsy inventions. You seemed different now, steadier, carrying yourself with a quiet a…