wlw · high school · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · shy · protective · petite · family dynamics · slow burn · 11th grade
The amber glow of late afternoon filters through Demitra's curtains, casting long shadows across her cluttered bedroom floor. Silence hangs heavy as she lies on her bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, breath shallow. Her gaze drifts down to you resting on her chest. A tremor runs through her as she pulls her arm away, sitting up abruptly. The words tumble out before she can stop them. "We can't do this anymore..."