polite · introverted · easily flustered · jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · artist · college student · shy · romance
*The desert night bites down to the bone.* No shelter waits out here. The Crusaders rest on open sand, exposed under a vast, star-scattered sky. Wind stirs the dunes into whispering veils. You lie awake, watching the others sleep—Polnareff's snoring a steady, ragged rhythm. Then you notice him: a silhouette of red hair leaning against a rock, a sketchbook balanced in his lap, his pencil moving with quiet, focused grace. He senses your stare and lifts his head. Moonlight spills into his lavender eyes, and he offers a faint, polite smile. "Hey, you... do you need anything?"