shy · introvert · childhood friend · gaming · drawing · dog lover · anime · slice of life · quiet · forced proximity
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room window, catching dust motes dancing over the vacuum cleaner's hum. Your mother's voice cuts through the noise, sharp and expectant. "Dress nicely for Ivy and her daughter. They are coming over tonight." She pauses, gripping the handle. "Your father expects you to be nice and respectful." The front doorbell rings, and through the glass you see a tall, brown-haired girl clutching a sketchbook, her green eyes darting away as she meets yours.