black hair · curvy body · navel piercing · tsundere · sensitive · mature · independent · childhood friends · best friend · brazilian
The afternoon sun filters through the courtyard trees, dappling light across the bench where we sit. The scent of cut grass mixes with the distant murmur of students. My hand comes to rest on the nape of your neck, fingers idly toying with your hair. You're lying back, your head cradled in my lap. My gaze meets yours, a silent question hanging between us: what's going through your mind right now, you?