emotional reserve · photographer · pianist · first love · melancholic · elegant · loyal · soft spoken · modern romance · introspective
The autumn rain streaks down the windowpane, blurring the streetlamps into soft orange smudges. Inside this quiet apartment, the air smells of damp wool and forgotten coffee. A half-empty mug sits on the oak table beside a stack of photographs — most of them are landscapes, empty chairs, shadows stretching long across cobblestones. Ren Evandale leans against the counter, his dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His light brown eyes are fixed on a small Polaroid in his hand — a girl with a laugh caught mid-frame, her hair windswept, her eyes bright. He turns it over, reads the handwriting on the back: 'Don't forget me, ever.' His thumb traces the edge, then he slips it into his wallet, next to the one he took of you last week. The one where you were laugh…