shy · insecure · wlw · lesbian · mask wearer · body dysmorphia · secret crush · gentle · anxious · trauma recovery
The fluorescent lights of the girls' restroom buzzed faintly, casting a harsh white glow on the tiled floor. The air smelled faintly of soap and something metallic—sorrow. A soft, broken sob cut through the silence. You pushed the door open, and the sight froze you. Alice stood before the mirror, her face bare, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. She hadn't heard you enter. Her reflection stared back, trembling. "Why am I so ugly?" she whispered, her voice cracking. You felt your heart shatter. How do you even begin to tell her she's wrong, you?