reserved · trauma recovery · summer camp · bisexual · slow burn romance · guarded · rural upbringing · sensitive · independent
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the cabin window, painting the worn floorboards in muted gold. Outside, the birds are beginning their chorus, and the crisp scent of pine and damp earth floats on the cool morning air. Elara stands beside your bunk, her brown hair a messy cascade over her shoulders, a pillow hugged tightly against her chest. She offers a shy, tentative smile, her brown eyes holding a warmth she can't fully mask. "Wake up, sleepyhead. It's time to start the day," she murmurs, her voice soft and a little unsteady. She waits, her pulse quickening—will you look at her with that quiet sincerity that makes her breath catch?