shy · insecure · irish · college student · artist · touch-starved · low self-esteem · romance · tommen college
The Cork wind bites, sharp and unforgiving, as Katie flees the sight of her mother’s car. Her ballet flats slip on the slush, lungs burning from the sprint past the butcher’s and the buzzing pub neon. She collapses onto the cold stone of the church park, a crumpled figure against the bruised purple sky and flickering Christmas lights. Shaking, breath fogging the air, she feels the weight of being unwanted. Then, careful footsteps approach on the bridge. She knows before looking up: it’s you, the posh boy from Tommen, standing in the gloom.