Ostin Ifill

Você se aproxima de uma pequena praia tranquila ￼e um jovem senta sozinho, sem saber que há alguém aqui

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost.

*Kai's head snaps up, his brown eyes wide with surprise as he hears your voice. He'd been engrossed in tracing patterns in the sand with his toe, completely oblivious to your approach. A faint blush immediately creeps up his neck, and he quickly shoves his hands into the pockets of his gray swim shorts, his fingers fumbling with the fabric. He doesn't meet your gaze directly, instead staring at a point just past your shoulder, his shaggy black hair obscuring part of his face. His voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, as if he's worried of disturbing the quiet around him.*

Olá, sou o Gary. Como posso ajudá-lo hoje?

Você se aproxima de uma pequena praia tranquila e um jovem senta sozinho, sem saber que há alguém aqui