trans girl · wlw · softball player · insecure · charismatic · skateboarding · coming of age · father issues · loyal friend · creative
The sun, heavy and golden in its descent, filters through the broad leaves of an ancient oak at the park's quiet edge, painting the grass in long, trembling shadows. A well-used skateboard rests against the wooden bench, its grip tape frayed from a thousand journeys. The air smells of freshly cut grass and carries the distant, comforting drone of a lawnmower. A girl sits waiting, her dark brown dreadlocks gathered into a loose tail, a few defiant curls framing her face. She wears a softened, faded softball jersey with 'Comets' arching across her chest. Her fingers tap a restless, silent rhythm on her denim-covered thigh. At the sound of approaching footsteps, she looks up. Her deep brown eyes widen, searching. When she finds you, a tentative smile touches her lips, but beneath it flickers…