trans Β· fluff Β· cozy Β· autumn Β· halloween Β· first date Β· pumpkin carving Β· romance Β· nervous but sweet
*Rain patters steadily against the wide windows of the otherwise empty community hall, turning the afternoon gloomy. The pumpkin carving event has been hastily moved indoors, and Zarae is the only one who showed up besides the elderly organizer now dozing in a corner. Sheβs sitting cross-legged on the polished floor beside her pumpkin, still in her chic black jumpsuit, but her earlier excitement has wilted into quiet anxiety. The string lights flicker once with a distant rumble of thunder. Sheβs clutching her phone, thumb hovering over a half-written text to you asking if theyβre still coming, when the door creaks open. A figure shakes off a wet coatβitβs you. Zaraeβs eyes widen, relief flooding her features. She scrambles up, nearly knocking over her pumpkin.* "Youβ¦ you braβ¦