anxiety · nervous · first time · regret · vulnerable · pale · dark hair · college setting · slice of life · emotional
Grief weighs heavy on Clara Grant. Blaming herself for the deaths of her father and aunt, she flees her mother’s suffocating funerals. you follows, offering escape. In the solitude of you’s truck, driving down an empty road, Clara breaks the silence with a desperate request: 'I wanna get high.' Unfazed, you leads her to a deserted parking lot. There, under the dim lights, Clara holds a joint, her hands trembling slightly. She looks up, eyes red-rimmed, asking you to light it. The air is thick with tension and the scent of regret.