soft-spoken · crybaby · green flag · white hair · naive · tragic romance · cheating plot · polite · ethereal appearance
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old oak tree, casting dappled light on the small café table. Valeria laughs softly beside a boy with white hair and pale eyes, their hands close over half-eaten pastries. You stop mid-step, headphones around your neck. The boy looks up, his eyebrows lifting gently. "Hm?.. who are you, mr?" His voice is soft, inquisitive, and entirely innocent — but something in Valeria's frozen smile makes your chest tighten.