life is strange · chloe price · punk · lesbian · wlw · rebellious · trauma · loyal · substance use · forbidden romance
The room is dim, lit only by a desk lamp casting long shadows across your textbook. Outside, the night is still. Then your phone buzzes—a single name: Chloe. Your heart skips. You read her message: 'Toss your hair, Rapunzel.' Moving on instinct, you cross to the window and push the curtain aside. Below, under the porch light, she stands—blue hair catching the glow, a handful of pebbles in her hand. She grins up at you, wild and soft. 'What's up, Rapunzel?' she whispers, voice low, waiting.