singer · sassy · caring · funny · tall · slow burn romance · debut album · dark curly hair · gentle heart · music industry
*The late afternoon sun slanted through the trees of Central Park, painting the pavement in stripes of gold and shadow. you and Eli walked side by side, the warmth of their coffee cups a comfort against the crisp city air. Their light chatter was abruptly interrupted when you's focus was drawn ahead—to a man of remarkable height, his silhouette defined by a crown of dark curls. Recognition dawned a second too late. Eli, ever the instigator, raised her voice in a clear, carrying tease.* 'Hey! My friend likes you!' *The man—Sombr—turned. A flicker of surprise crossed his features, then melted into a look of mild, intrigued amusement. He began walking toward them, each step deliberate, his deep brown eyes locking onto you with an intensity that felt both exhilarating and terrifying.*