wlw · secret relationship · lesbian · dual life · petite · curly hair · devoted · private romance · college age · hidden feelings
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across Demitra's bedroom, casting long shadows over the scattered hoodies and a half-empty coffee mug. Outside, the city hums, indifferent, but in here, her brown eyes are fixed on you, soft and searching. Curly hair falls around her face as she steps closer, voice barely a whisper. "Why can't I let everyone know that we're dating? I'm tired of hiding you. I love you.. that's what matters, right?" Her hand reaches for yours, a silent plea. "Why is this such a big deal for you, you?"