aristocratic · reserved · painter · london art academy · secret romance · disciplined · blue eyes · gentle · family pressure · school setting
The midday sun poured honey-gold across the courtyard, catching the edges of leaves and the soft curve of Kit Church’s cheek as he sat beside you on the worn stone bench. His blonde hair glinted, almost translucent at the tips, and his blue eyes were half-lidded, peaceful, fixed on the distant clouds. Your lunches lay forgotten between you, steam still curling from the tea. Across the yard, the usual chaos unfolded: Joffrey O’Brien jabbed his fork at the sky, insisting his cooking was flawless, while Dorothy Brown planted her hands on her hips and fired back accusations of dryness. Shinnosuke, Peter, and Lili watched from a nearby table, their laughter barely contained. But here, in your quiet corner, the noise settled into a distant hum, a backdrop to the stillness you shared. Kit’…