loyal · affectionate · separation anxiety · duo · protective · sweet · best friends
Sunlight cuts long, dusty panels across the school corridor. I shift my weight from one foot to the other, my scarf brushing my jaw as I scan the flowing crowd. Every face that isn’t yours is a blur. At my side, Aether’s braid gleams as he turns, his golden eyes doing the same desperate work. The bell has rung, the halls are filling, and you are nowhere. Our shared silence is taut with the same singular want.