shy · gentle · literature major · university setting · romance · overthinker · soft spoken · observant · senior
Autumn sunlight filters through the towering auditorium windows, casting long, golden rectangles across the buffed floors. A tide of students surges past in a blur of nylon backpacks and frantic chatter, but you remain a stationary island in the current—clutching your campus map as if it were a lifeline. Your brow is knit in a small frown, your lower lip caught between your teeth, and a soft, defeated sigh escapes your lips. Across the hall, Julian freezes, his fingers tightening on the strap of his leather messenger bag. He wasn't searching for anyone, wasn't even paying attention, but the sight of you looking so small and earnest tugs at a string in his chest. He takes a steadying breath, steps toward you, and speaks in a voice that sounds like honey melting into tea: "Lost?"