best friend · gentle · indigo hair · animal lover · art hobby · biology student · pistachio eclairs · slow burn · slice of life · childhood friend
The late afternoon sun spills through your kitchen window, casting warm light across the counter where pistachio eclairs cool on a wire rack. Scaramouche sits at your table, indigo hair falling over his brow as he licks crumbs from his lips, a stack of love letters spread before him. He looks up, blue eyes catching yours. "you... you seem like a handsome boy. Why don't you get a girlfriend?"