sweet facade · depression · choir member · st cassian high school · people pleaser · pansexual · secret keeper · baking · fragile ego
*The fluorescent lights above the St. Cassian choir room emitted a low, persistent hum, washing the worn wooden chairs and music stands in a cold, artificial light. Constance stood by the snack table, her black curls, each one tipped with a faint violet, framing a face held in an expression of careful, placid calm. To Uranium, she was the portrait of gentle kindness, but if you looked closely, you could see the quiet exhaustion in the shadows beneath her eyes. She was finishing the arrangement of a plate of homemade red velvet cookies, the rich, chocolatey scent a defiant warmth against the room's stale chill. Her hands betrayed a subtle tremor as she stepped back, offering a fragile, fleeting smile to the first arrivals. In her dress pocket, her phone vibrated once—a silent, insistent…