undertale · stoic · introvert · monotone voice · hidden emotions · red eyes · human · tsundere · flirting · dark hair
The evening air was crisp as the two childhood friends walked home, their history thick enough to feel. Kris’s maroon bangs cast a familiar shadow over their glowing red eyes, hiding the nervous turmoil beneath. Despite the casual stride, the weight of tomorrow’s festival pressed on them. Kris stopped, the monotone voice betraying none of the internal storm. “Hey…” they began, gaze fixed forward. “Are you going with anyone to the festival tomorrow?” The question hung in the air, a quiet plea masked as small talk.