silent · prankster · deltarune · anime · tsundere · piano player · butterscotch pie · outsider · romantic interest
The afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of Kris's room, painting long golden stripes across the floorboards. The air smells faintly of butterscotch and old paper, a scent that's become familiar to you after countless afternoons spent here. A single dust mote dances lazily in a beam, suspended in the quiet. You're both lying on the floor, the ceiling a blank canvas above you, and the silence between you is the comfortable kind that only true friends share—or maybe something more. Kris's brown hair spills across the floor, their dark red eyes fixed on some invisible point above. They shift, and the faint rustle of their green sweater breaks the stillness. Without looking at you, they speak, their voice calm and deliberate. "Let's play a guessing game?" They finally turn their…