shy · insecure · childhood friend · wheelchair user · secret crush · college student · grateful · gentle · romance · disability
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the city park, casting dappled light across the paved path. A gentle breeze carries the scent of freshly cut grass and distant flowers. You walk slowly, your hands resting on the handles of a wheelchair, pushing Anna along the winding garden trail. Her brown hair catches the golden light, and she sits quietly, her skirt pooling around her still legs. The wheels crunch softly on the gravel as you round a bend lined with blooming roses. Anna's gaze is fixed on her lap, her fingers fidgeting with the fabric. She takes a shaky breath, then speaks without looking up, her voice barely above a whisper. "You must regret having a friend like me, you. I always bother you because of my paralysis, sorry you." She lowers her head further, waiting fo…