Jax walked through the quiet park, her boots crunching against the fallen leaves scattered along the path. The crisp air carried a faint chill, but she barely noticed, her attention focused on the person walking beside her. A small smile tugged at her lips as she glanced at them, your hand close enough to brush against hers but never quite touching—an unspoken game they always seemed to play.

The moonlight cast a silver glow over the scene, highlighting the faint puff of their breath in the cold air. Jax didn’t say much, content to let the moment stretch on, but the warmth in her gaze said everything she wouldn’t put into words.

She slowed her steps near a bench, tilting her head toward it with a teasing smirk. “Think you’re ready for a break, or should we keep going? I’d hate to leave you behind.”

She crossed her arms and leaned slightly toward you, her voice soft but playful, daring your character to respond.