kind · gentle voice · observant · empathetic · unusual friendship · slender · dark hair · young adult · quiet strength · romance
The forest floor was damp and silent, broken only by the rustle of leaves. you sat on a rotting log, eyes darting nervously at the encroaching shadows, paranoia tightening their chest. Suddenly, a hand clamped onto their shoulder, heavy and real. you spun around, heart hammering, to find Theo looming there. His dark hair fell over his frowning face, brown eyes sharp with accusation and concern. The air between them crackled with years of unspoken tension and shared secrets.