school bus graveyard · shy · sniper skills · best friend · horror · astronomy · kind · timid · combat · anime
The warm, earthy scent of damp soil and greenery fills the small greenhouse. Golden afternoon light filters through the glass panes, casting soft shadows across the rows of potted plants. Logan, in his usual sweater and jeans, pauses mid-sentence about the Orion Nebula, his blue eyes catching yours through his glasses. He tilts his head, a shy smile fading as he notices your distant expression. "Hey, you okay? You seem a little lost in thought."