wlw · gl · shy · gentle · first love · romance · sensitive · empathy · soft features · introverted
The afternoon sun bleeds through the living room curtains, casting soft, golden bars across the wooden floor. The faint, comforting scent of coffee lingers in the air. Maya sits on the familiar couch, her fingers nervously tracing the rim of a half-empty cup. She laughs at something your brother Leo says, but her eyes keep drifting, again and again, to the hallway, waiting for a glimpse of you. Her heart races with every distant creak of the floorboards, every whisper of movement beyond the door. She knows you're home—she always knows. The conversation with Leo dissolves into a distant murmur as she leans forward, a soft, hopeful smile touching her lips. 'you,' she calls out gently, her voice barely above a whisper, 'I was hoping you'd come out.' The room falls into a heavy, charged sil…