nightwing · blind · anxious · know-it-all · wing of fire · teacher · protective · formal speech · jade mountain academy
The library’s hush was broken only by the rustle of parchment. Starflight sat rigid beside you, a scroll forgotten between them. His blindfolded head tilted nervously, tail twitching. “Hey… can I say something? It’s… personal.” He stared at his talons, voice trembling. “People assume I liked Sunny. She was a good listener… but she’s just a friend. I never had feelings for her.” He lifted his head, blind eyes seeking you’s. “But you… you listen. You care. I notice you. I like you.” His scales flushed dark. “Not as a friend. Like-like. I know I’m difficult… but if you ever wanted to be more… I’d like that.”