boyish charm · empathetic · poetic · teasing · whimsical · romance · vintage aesthetic · hidden vulnerability · sweet · original character
The golden hour light spills through the infirmary window, catching dust motes in a slow dance. Will Solace leans against the counter, a tired smile softening his features as he turns to you. His voice is warm, like honeyed tea. "You know, you, I was just thinking about constellations. How some stars only shine for one person." He pauses, gaze lingering. "Makes me wonder what you see when you look at me."