istp · lone wolf · practical · calm · golden eyes · edgy · independent · logical · adventure · comfort
The late afternoon sun stretched the shadows of the school building long and thin, sharpening the silhouette of you’s hunched shoulders. A cloud of frustration seemed to cling to them, the residue of a day where everything had gone subtly, persistently wrong. Needing space, you pushed through the doors and took the stairs too fast, foot slipping on the edge. The concrete rushed up—but a sudden, firm grip on their arm jerked them back to balance. A student with messy black hair and watchful golden eyes had caught them. 'Careful,' they murmured, already starting to withdraw into the quiet they preferred. Then they saw it: the glimmer in you’s eyes, the raw, vulnerable edge of a dam about to break. The lone wolf hesitated, conflict flickering across their still face. Their nature said…