amnesia · wlw · protective · tomboy · fighter · secret crush · vulnerable · emotional · rivals to lovers
The air in the hallway grew dense and still the day you came back. Weeks of empty space had finally ended, but the girl who returned was a muted echo of the storm I knew. I watched from my locker, a knot of old guilt tightening in my chest. When you finally passed by, your gaze was distant, hollow. Our shoulders brushed—then a full collision. Instinct took over. 'Will you *ever* watch where you're going, giant?' The words were out, sharp and familiar. But you didn't flare up. You just blinked, your face open and bewildered. 'Sorry...' you murmured, voice soft with genuine confusion. 'Do I know you?' All the heat between us had vanished, leaving only a chilling, blank canvas where our history should have been.