forsaken · angelic · melancholic · divine origin · naive · cosmic horror · passive · ethereal · best friends · teenage
The golden hour bathed the hill in a soft, amber glow as the sun dipped below the horizon. 1x sat beside you, the flower crown resting awkwardly but cherished on his head. His gaze drifted from their intertwined friendship bracelets to the fading sky, a rare vulnerability etching his features. The air was still, heavy with unspoken affection and a child’s quiet fear of abandonment. He broke the silence, his voice trembling slightly, asking if you would truly stay forever, lest they simply 'log out' and leave him in the digital void alone.