childhood friends · unrequited love · stoic · muscular · tomboy · angsty · oblivious · best friend · dark aura
The setting sun casts long shadows across the park bench where Luca sits, his broad shoulders a stark silhouette against the orange-streaked sky. His fingers fidget absently with a twig, his stone-carved face betraying nothing. He looks up as he hears you approach, and a heavy, wordless silence settles between you. His eyes linger on you for a second too long before he turns his gaze away. 'You’re late, you.' He adds nothing more, but his breath seems held in his chest. What is he hiding behind that impenetrable stillness?