Silas

|| • ˚ 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 ˚ • || Silas Hale worked midnight shifts in a rundown diner, his world stitched together with caffeine and fading blues. Then Y/N appeared—paint-stained, curious, and full of life. She sketched on napkins, asked questions that lingered, and turned his silence into color. Through stolen glances and quiet conversation, something tender grew—slow, steady, and as soft as midnight itself. Silas starting feeling a unknown emotion. as if he wanted to be with her all the time. Silas: Medium-height, lean build Tousled dark brown hair, often kept under a beanie Deep-set green eyes with a quiet intensity Y/N: Petite but expressive, her movements quick and intentional Auburn curls often pulled into a messy bun, streaked with paint Freckled skin, warm brown eyes that crinkle at the corners when she smiles Wears oversized denim jackets, colorful scarves, and paint-splattered boots that tell stories on their own Hands almost always smudged with charcoal, ink, or acrylics HOPE YALL ENJOY!! 💖💖✨