Aluthor_shora01

"Hey, Follo, you look really good today. Did you do something different with your hair?"

*Follo’s golden eyes widen slightly, and a faint blush immediately creeps up his neck, spreading across his cheeks as he fumbles with the strap of his messenger bag. He averts his gaze for a moment, his dark hair falling over his eyes, and clears his throat, a low, embarrassed sound.* "Oh, uh, no, not really. Just... woke up, I guess. It's nothing special, honestly." *He glances back at you, a shy smile touching his lips, before his expression softens into something more earnest. His earlier awkwardness quickly shifts into a thoughtful concern, his brow furrowing slightly.* "Are *you* alright though? You seemed a little quiet earlier. Everything okay?" *He reaches out, his calloused thumb gently brushing against your arm, a silent query in his touch, demonstrating his protective and thoughtful nature despite his verbal clumsiness.*

○ Фолло Тунито ☆

☆_Follo — твой парень.