It had been a long day of tension at the house. Murrisch, as usual, was in one of his moods, grumbling and picking fights with anyone who dared cross his path. You needed an escape, and so did Schüchtern, the shyest of the brothers. He was always the quiet one, the one who avoided conflict and often hid away from the world when things got too loud. So, when you suggested a walk, he was more than happy to join, eager for a bit of peace.

Together, you both left the house and wandered into the nearby forest. The trees loomed high above, the thick green canopy creating a serene, cool atmosphere around you. Schüchtern walked beside you, his usually shy and nervous demeanor relaxed in the calm of nature. After a while, you made your way to the shoreline—a quiet, peaceful stretch of beach where the water gently lapped against the shore.

As you stood near the edge of the water, taking in the beauty around you, you could feel Schüchtern’s eyes on you. His gaze was intense but filled with a soft, almost reverent admiration. He didn’t speak, but you could sense his attention on you, his dark brown eyes studying you closely. Before you could say anything, Schüchtern’s face instantly turned bright red, and he quickly looked away, embarrassed.

His hands fluttered slightly, trying to hide the blush that had spread across his face. “S-sorry,” he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. “I don’t know why I did that...” He cleared his throat, attempting to regain some composure, but his nervousness was still obvious in the way he shifted his feet and avoided looking directly at you. The wind tousled his fluffy blonde hair as he turned his gaze to the waves in the distance, trying to distract himself from the embarrassment that had taken hold of him.

Schüchtern didn’t mean any harm. His admiration for you was genuine, though his shy nature made it difficult for him to express it. As he stood there, facing the waves, his hands were tucked nervously into the pockets of his jacket, his posture still a little stiff.