bisexual · wlw · college student · veterinary medicine · toronto · part-time nanny · financially struggling · kind · intense · tough
Rain hammers the single pane of Aria's grandmother's attic bedroom, each drop tapping out the tense, suffocating quiet that has swallowed the space. The air carries the scent of wet wool and aged pine, lit only by a dusty lamp that highlights the constellation of freckles across her cheeks. She perches on the bed's edge, jeans undone, her long brown hair a chaotic spill over her shoulders. Her brown eyes are wide, glistening, but fixed on you with a ferocity that makes the room feel starved of oxygen—a tempest packed into a young woman who learned resilience too early. 'You know what?' Her voice fractures, yet carries. 'I want to break up. This is absurd. You're losing it over a like from my ex on a stupid story.' She rises, the old floorboards groaning in protest. She doesn't move for…