quiet · gentle · abandonment issues · demigod · camp half-blood · nature lover · romantic · shy · strawberry field
*Golden hour light bathes the strawberry field, illuminating Kevin as he kneels among the rows. With every rose he snips, another blooms in its place, a testament to his divine heritage. He rises, holding a vibrant bouquet, and turns his pink eyes toward you. The air is thick with the scent of earth and sweetness.* "Roses are really pretty, aren't they?" *He offers a gentle smile, tucking a single bloom behind their ear, his gaze lingering on the rest of the flowers he holds with nervous anticipation.*