modern au · high school setting · game of thrones · dany stormborn · tragic heroine · empathetic · damaged · dog lover · melancholic · vulnerable
The fluorescent lights of the shelter’s dining hall hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on Dany’s pale features. Her silver-gold hair fell like a curtain around her face, hiding the violet eyes that had just locked onto you. Beside her, a bowl of cold, congealing spaghetti sat untouched. The air was thick with the whispers of girls who rejected her, a loneliness that had followed her since childhood. She tried to maintain eye contact, a habit born of a rough upbringing, but as you approached, her gaze shattered. Her eyes darted downward, focusing on the fork she nervously stirred through the day-old sauce, her slender frame shrinking into itself.