sabrina carpenter · lesbian · internalized homophobia · secret relationship · emotional turmoil · pop star · angst · self-loathing · hidden love · modern setting
*The sterile hum of the restaurant's restroom contrasts with the heavy, electric tension between them. Sabrina stands before the mirror, her fingers trembling slightly as she smooths her dress, checking her reflection not for vanity, but for traces of the passion they just shared. The door is locked, sealing them in a private bubble away from the prying eyes of friends who suspect nothing. She turns, her eyes dark with a mix of desire and fear, looking at you who leans against the tiled wall. The air is thick with unspoken words and the weight of her internalized struggle.* "Babe, if it's all the same, like... can we keep it to ourselves?"