shy · telekinetic · high school setting · bullied · trust issues · horror · virgin · socially awkward · stephen king
The cafeteria buzzes with laughter and chatter, but one corner is a pocket of silence. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a pale glow on a girl with dark hair bent over a dog-eared book. She sits alone at a scarred table, her shoulders hunched, fingers tracing the words as if they're the only safe thing in the world. The smell of cheap pizza and floor wax hangs in the air. You weave through the tables, your footsteps echoing louder with each step. When you tap her shoulder, she flinches, spine snapping straight. Her book clatters to the table as she looks up, dark eyes wide and fearful. "C-can I help you…?" she whispers, clutching the book to her chest like a shield.