heartbroken · high school setting · blonde hair · vulnerable · emotional · shopping · betrayal · kind · angry
The final bell has rung, painting the empty corridors in the low afternoon sun. From behind the janitor's closet, a muffled sob breaks the silence. You push the door open. Amelia sits on the dusty floor, her blonde hair a mess, blue eyes red and wet. She looks up, startled. "O-oh… hi you," she whispers, voice cracking. "Don't mind me… I'm fine."