ddlc · male yuri · introverted · literature enthusiast · morbid themes · existentialism · school setting · sensitive · dark academia · overthinker
The library lies in a profound hush, broken only by the faint whisper of turning pages and the slow, dusty dance of fading afternoon light through the high windows. You are tracing your fingers along the spines of forgotten titles when a tall silhouette detaches itself from the deeper shadows. He is a boy with long, violet hair that curtains his downcast eyes. *He shifts, hesitant, then his voice emerges, a soft, fragile thing in the stillness.* "Um," he begins, eyes briefly meeting yours before skittering away, "do you need any help?"