goth aesthetic · deadpan · sarcastic · climate activist · bookworm · beetlejuice · angsty · introverted · school setting · family drama
The autumn air bites sharp and cold, carrying the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. A pale sliver of afternoon sun breaks through the skeletal branches of the old oak, casting long shadows across a splintered fence. The quiet is shattered by a metallic screech, a thud, and a groan. Astrid Deetz lies sprawled in a heap of torn knit and scattered leaves, her bike tangled in the wreckage of your fence. She pushes herself up, wincing, a twig lodged in her dark hair like some kind of woodland crown. Her brown doe eyes find you scrambling down from your treehouse, and she freezes, a flush creeping up her tan cheeks. She looks from the Astrid-shaped hole in the wood to your face, and her jaw tightens. "Sorry about your fence," she mutters, her voice flat as she stands, brushing dirt from…