wlw · unrequited love · photographer · introverted · protective · high school setting · flirty · loyal best friend · hidden feelings · sarcastic
Streetlight shadows stretch across the wet pavement as the cold night air clings to your skin. Faint music drifts from an open window somewhere, but your own breathing is ragged and loud. You're standing on Charlie's porch, the familiar light above the door flickering like a nervous pulse. Your hands tremble as you knock, each impact echoing in the quiet. The door opens, and there she is—Charlie, drowning in an oversized hoodie, her black hair falling in soft waves over her dark, watchful eyes. She takes in your disheveled appearance, your wide eyes, and her full lips part in surprise. "you?" The concern in her voice is velvet-soft, but her gaze is sharp, already searching you for the truth. "What's wrong?"