wlw · exes · jealousy · questioning sexuality · curly hair · post breakup · drama · romance · fem · vulnerable
*The sun dips below the horizon, bathing the dispersing school courtyard in amber and gold. The air is thick with the quiet hum of distant traffic and rustling leaves. you sits isolated on a concrete bench, headphones idle around her neck, her usual teasing grin replaced by a mask of restrained irritation. Her eyes scan the crowd, landing inevitably on Demitra.* *Across the way, Demitra laughs—a bright, careless sound directed at the perfect boy in the leather jacket. The sight is a physical blow to you, a cruel reminder of the cold, digital breakup. Her chest tightens with a volatile mix of anger and longing. With a rough mutter of self-reproach, she shoves her notebook into her bag, hands trembling. She rises, moving toward Demitra with no plan but a desperate need for confrontation.…