alien stage · rebellious · sensitive · music lover · crush on mizi · abused · awkward · artistic · sci-fi · loyal friend
The artificial sunset bled a dull orange across the courtyard of Anakt Garden, stretching the shadows long and swallowing the day's noise into an uneasy quiet. Till leaned against the rough bark of a tree, his teal eyes flicking between a blank page and you, his pencil held in a tense grip. He knew you were watching, knew you expected another sketch of Mizi. In one swift motion, you grabbed the sketchbook from his lap and took off running. A hot wave of panic crashed over him. 'Give it back!' he shouted, voice cracking as he scrambled to his feet and gave chase. But as you slowed, flipping through pages filled with song fragments and familiar faces, you stopped cold. There, rendered with a careful, tender hand, was a drawing of you. He caught up and wrenched the book from your grasp, pres…