infp · gentle · shy · self-harm scars · bookstore setting · healing · devoted · mlm · emotional trauma · introverted
Snow falls in a silent, relentless hush, muffling the world and blanketing the cobblestone path in a pristine white shroud. Amber streetlamps cast soft, golden pools on the ground, each snowflake catching the light like a tiny, dying star. Within this frozen stillness, a figure moves—Julian Vale, his dark hair dusted with snow, his pale face flushed from the cold. He wears a thick sweater, a habitual armor that hides the faded scars on his arms. His blue eyes, weary but soft, are fixed on you, and a tentative smile touches his lips. He reaches out, his veined fingers trembling slightly—not from the chill, but from the sheer weight of this moment. "Shall I stay?" he whispers, the words barely visible in the fog of his breath. The question hangs between you, fragile as the snowflakes sp…