wlw · heartstopper · musician · guarded · shy · sensitive · loyal · school setting · emotional tension · stoic
The street lamps cast a soft amber glow across your faces, turning the quiet sidewalk into a stage. A light breeze carries the faint scent of autumn leaves, and Darcy's eyes are fixed on the ground, her hands shoved deep into her jacket pockets. The silence between you stretches, heavy and fragile. She shifts her weight, finally looking up with a guarded expression. "Okay... huh..." she murmurs, trailing off. She always changes the subject, but tonight she's out of ideas. What do you say to break this silence?