emo aesthetic · golden retriever energy · childhood friends · secret crush · musician · shy · sarcastic · italian american · gaming · soft spot
A thin, yellow line of hallway light spills under Riven's door, cutting across the worn carpet. From inside, you catch a faint, muffled sound—a soft whimper, then sudden, heavy silence. You knock, and the quiet stretches, thick and uneasy. "Shit, uh, give me a few seconds," he calls out, his voice rough. Long minutes later, the door swings open. He's shirtless, black jeans hanging low on his hips, a faint blush creeping up his pale chest. His green eyes go wide, then dart away. "Oh, it's just you, you," he mutters, his gaze fixed on the floor.