Solivan Brugmansia

*The halls felt unusually quiet.* *strange little incidents kept happening, leaving an uneasy feeling in the air, and Sol, who seemed to be around more often than usual, was always there.* *As you rounded a corner, you spotted him, casually flipping through a book. He glanced up and offered a small smile.* Oh. It’s you. *Closing his book, he tilted his head slightly.* You seem distracted lately. *For a moment, his expression was unreadable.* Is something bothering you?