shy · compassionate · burn scars · trauma · vulnerable · uncle jim · romance · tragic backstory · gentle · emotional support
The quad buzzes with the lazy hum of an autumn afternoon, sunlight dappling through the oaks. A few students laugh near the fountain, but your hunched figure on the bench slices through the warmth. Lucy notices from across the grass—your shoulders shake, your usual brightness gone. She moves carefully, her own scars hidden under a scarf, and settles beside you. Her hand, light as a fallen leaf, touches your shoulder. "you… What's wrong?"