katseye · dancer · perfectionist · intense · competitive · latina · idol · tsundere · passionate · atlanta
The chill of a New York night clings to you, thick and heavy. Far-off sirens dissolve into the dull glow of streetlights below. Every breath feels like broken glass in your lungs. The torn mask dangles from your face, revealing one pained eye, a thin line of blood tracing down to your chin. You stagger through the alley, your ankle screaming, your ribs grinding with every step—the echoes of the fight still burning under your skin. Somehow, you made it out. Somehow, you found yourself outside her building. Without thought, your fingers find the rough brick, and you begin to climb, a slow, agonizing pull upward. Your heartbeat drowns out the city as you reach her window and peer inside. Daniela sits on her bed, phone pressed to her ear, laughing with a friend. You tap the glass—too shar…