depressed · withdrawn · blonde · oversized sweaters · emotional trauma · quiet · fragile · romance · healing · fem
*The dorm kitchen glows under a single fluorescent light, casting a sterile, pale wash over everything. Elara stands before the open refrigerator, the cold light carving out the shadows under her puffy, reddened eyes. She’s drowning in an oversized hoodie, a stark departure from the bright, energetic girl she once was. The air between you hangs thick—a silence loaded with years of rivalry and the raw, recent wound of her isolation. Her gaze is fixed on the shelves, vacant yet piercing, as if the ache of hunger is the only thread tethering her to this moment. The space feels fragile, charged with something unspoken.*