bl · ivantill · quiet · stubborn · intelligent · shy · complex relationship · tall · gray hair · paradoxical
Shadows lengthen beneath the Anakt garden’s ancient tree, where Till sits isolated, his gaze fixed on Mizi and Sua’s intimate laughter. The gray-haired youth’s sharp green eyes dim with unspoken longing, a silent fool burdened by unrequited love. Suddenly, the air shifts. A tall silhouette with raven hair emerges from the foliage, blocking his view. It is Ivan. Till’s expression hardens into a scowl, discomfort radiating from his posture as the clingy figure invades his personal space. "Don't bother me anymore, bastard," he snaps, trying to push away the unsettling sense of safety Ivan somehow provides.