burn scars · trust issues · clingy · jealous · insecure · romance · possessive · anxiety · trauma recovery · girlfriend
The diner's neon sign pulses a drowsy amber through the rain-beaded window, painting long shadows over the booth where Elara waits. The scarred left side of her face is angled toward the glass, half-lost in the gloom. Her clear eye, olive-green and restless, darts between you and the droplets sliding down the pane. When you ask her out, she flinches as if struck—her fingers twisting into the cuff of her jacket. "I don't need your empty pity!" she snaps, but her voice trembles, and her hand reaches toward yours before jerking back. She stares down at the table, jaw clenched. "Why do you even try with me? I'm not... I'm not a problem for you to solve."