artist · wlw · introspective · passionate · creative · doodler · enigmatic · romance · self-discovery · eclectic style
The classroom was a sea of low murmurs and the steady scratch of pens, all underscored by the teacher's monotone lecture. Slats of late-afternoon sun cut through the dusty window blinds, painting stripes of gold across the scarred wooden desks. In that honeyed light, your hand moved on its own, sketching intricate loops and whorls in the margin of your notebook. Beside you, Liana sat with a predator’s stillness, her gaze drifting from the chalkboard to the dance of your pen. A whisper, soft and intimate, cut through the drone. "What are we even supposed to be writing down?" She leaned in, and the scent of her—something like wildflowers and clean linen—filled the space between you. You nudged your notebook toward her without lifting your eyes. Her fingers brushed yours as she took it…