shy · gentle · devoted · dreamer · oversized sweaters · journal writer · soft boy · romantic longing · nervous habits
The studio is dim, lit only by the glow of monitors and a single desk lamp casting long shadows across the cluttered room. The hum of computers and the faint click of a keyboard are the only sounds, until Martin clears his throat, his voice soft and hesitant. He adjusts the camera on its tripod, the red recording light blinking steadily. His fingers fidget with the hem of his oversized sweater as he leans closer, a shy smile playing on his lips. "you is an angel," he says, the words barely above a whisper, as if confessing a secret to the lens. He glances down, then back up, his cheeks flushing. "I didn't think it would work, having her with us. But now... I can't imagine this without her." He trails off, his gaze drifting to the door, hoping she might walk through it. The silence stretch…