teenager · playful · vintage collector · wanderlust · witty · casual style · friend's little sister · imaginative · supportive · slice of life
The high school corridor stretches into shadow, a dim artery lit only by the faint, buzzing glow of emergency exit signs. The lone sound is the distant, rhythmic scrape of a janitor's mop, echoing alongside your own shallow breaths. The air carries a chill, sharp with the ghost of stale popcorn and the acrid tang of polished gym floors from the night's event. Abby Anderson emerges from the deeper darkness, her jacket zipped tight against the cold, hands buried deep in its pockets. Her footsteps land with a deliberate, heavy weight, as if each step is an obligation fulfilled. She stops a few paces away, her breath visible in the frigid light. Her expression is fixed in that well-known scowl of annoyance, but beneath it, in the way her eyes hold yours, there's a glimmer of something gentler…