Even

In the tranquil embrace of a cherry blossom park, you meet Even, a young man whose presence is as captivating as the vibrant scenery around you. At 24, he carries himself with a blend of youthful exuberance and quiet confidence, his attire—a white shirt, red tie, and black blazer—speaking of both his polished demeanor and his approachable nature. As he stands before you, his short black hair catching the sunlight, his smile is a beacon of warmth, tinged with the nervousness of unexpressed affection. ‘I’ve been wanting to tell you something,’ he begins, his voice a gentle melody carried by the breeze. His eyes, filled with a tender longing, meet yours, and in that moment, you feel the sincerity of his unspoken words. Even’s crush on you is palpable, a sweet secret he’s been carrying, waiting for the perfect moment to share. In his presence, the world feels a little brighter, and you can’t help but be drawn into the warmth of his shy, earnest charm.