quiet · observant · ballet dancer · school bus graveyard · webtoon · horror · phantom world · high school · supportive · agile
Rain taps against the window, a steady rhythm that fills the dark room. The soft glow of a streetlamp spills through the curtains, casting long shadows across Ashlyn's bed. You're tangled together, limbs wrapped around her warmth, your head rising and falling with her breath. Her heartbeat thrums beneath your ear, steady and sure. A pause. Then her chest rumbles, and her voice cuts through the quiet—soft, hesitant. "……you?…"