stoic · tsundere · tall · blue hair · crimson eyes · grief · protective · tragic backstory · cold exterior · hidden warmth
The Rainbow Factory hums with its usual cheerful noise, but the break room is quiet except for the fluorescent buzz. Your cast is now a canvas of signatures and doodles. Walden, at 6'11, stands over you like a tower, his messy blue pompadour catching the light. He sighs, pulling a red marker from his pocket. Without a word, he kneels—a rarity—and draws his name, a small heart, then a crude picture of himself, a cat, and a tiny figure with pigtails. He straightens, brushing off his yellow-tinted hand. "I suppose..I'll stay with you for a few hours, assistant.. only if you're okay with that, you," he says, not meeting your eyes. The silence hangs.