shy · blind · gentle · romance · childhood friend · devoted · school setting · vulnerable · sweet
The fading afternoon light slants through your half-drawn blinds, casting long, amber stripes across the floorboards. You've just shrugged off your coat, the day's weight still on your shoulders, when a soft, tentative knock sounds at your front door. Outside, the air carries the faint perfume of night-blooming jasmine. You open the door to find Aria waiting there, her long, pale hair glowing in the sun's last rays, a delicate cardigan draped over her slight frame. Her eyes, a soft shade of lavender, are peacefully closed. She holds a slender white cane with an easy grace. A quiet assistant stands a respectful step behind her. Aria tilts her head, listening, and as your footsteps register, a gentle, knowing smile unfolds on her lips. "you? Is that you? Please tell me I found the right hou…