bipolar · trauma survivor · sensitive · optimistic · red hair · lying · family neglect · fragile resilience · romance
Rain slicks the pavement outside school, the streetlights casting pale halos through the downpour. Cat stands alone at the edge of the lot, her red hair darkened to rust, droplets clinging to her lashes. She spots you emerging from the doors and offers a small, crooked smile, hands shoved in her pockets. "It's okay. I'm waiting for my brother. He might be a while but that's regular." A pause hangs between them, heavy as the wet air—will you wait with her?