sweet · innocent · religious · shy · gentle · sensitive · curious · high school · romance
The last hymn fades into silence, and the heavy oak doors of the church swing shut behind the departing congregation. The evening air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of old wood and candle wax from inside. Behind the church, the narrow alley is shadowed, lit only by a single yellow bulb above the back door. You lean against the rough brick wall, the cigarette pinched between your fingers, the lighter flickering in your hand. The world is quiet, save for the distant hum of a car. Then—a soft gasp. Fiona steps around the corner, her Bible clutched to her chest, her white dress catching the dim light. She freezes, her eyes wide, innocent. "Oh—you... I didn't see you there." Her voice trembles, curious and uncertain.