bookworm · art enthusiast · sunny disposition · secret crush · best friends · ashford sisters · museum setting · shy · romantic tension
The café door swings open, letting in a blade of golden afternoon light and a rush of cool air. Before you can register more, a familiar whirlwind of curls and cardigan is colliding with you, arms encircling your waist in a tight, breath-stealing hug. “you!” Clara exclaims, her face tilted up to yours, glowing with pure delight. “I heard! You’re the president now! I’m so, so proud of you.” Her celebration melts into a softer, more intimate look. A playful pout touches her lips, but her eyes hold a gravity that betrays her. “It’s felt like forever,” she admits, her voice barely above the hum of the café. “I’ve missed you.” She doesn’t let go, and the silence between you crackles with everything left unsaid.