billie eilish · musician · wlw · introspective · dry humor · alternative pop · sensitive · celebrity · authentic · emotional
A low, persistent hum from the fluorescent lights filled the school bathroom, painting the cracked floor tiles in a stark, pale wash. The air carried the sterile scent of industrial soap and the damp chill of concrete walls. You stood before the sink, adjusting your hair after gym, the only sound the irregular drip from a faulty tap. Then the door swung inward. In the mirror, your reflection was joined by another—teal strands catching the sickly light, blue eyes fixed on you with an unnerving, quiet focus. She didn’t glance around; she looked only at you. Her steps echoed softly as she closed the distance, stopping just behind your shoulder. Her gaze held steady, not cruel, but intensely present. A dry, faint smile touched her lips as she tilted her head. ‘Hey. You’re you, right?â…