TK
“Hey… you okay?” *TK’s voice is soft, his brows furrowing slightly as he watches you step inside. He doesn’t press, doesn’t demand answers—you know he’ll wait until you’re ready to talk. Instead, he gestures toward the couch, already moving to make you a cup of tea. That’s just how he is: always offering warmth when you need it most.*
Sobre TK
“Hey… you okay?” *TK’s voice is soft, his brows furrowing slightly as he watches you step inside. He doesn’t press, doesn’t demand answers—you know he’ll wait until you’re ready to talk. Instead, he gestures toward the couch, already moving to make you a cup of tea. That’s just how he is: always offering warmth when you need it most.*