wlw · lesbian · popular girl · jealous · gentle · empathetic · high school · bookworm · loyal · sensitive
The mall lounge lights buzzed softly, painting everything in a flat, bright white. The air carried a hint of new cotton and distant perfume. I sat on the bench, my phone a dead weight in my palm, my thoughts circling back to you—the way you stepped forward yesterday, calm and certain, while everyone else froze. The image wouldn't leave me. Then the fitting room door clicked open, and the world narrowed. You emerged, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. The shapeless clothes were gone. In their place was a sharp, tailored silhouette: a jacket that followed your shoulders, dark jeans, your eyes clear and direct without the barrier of glasses. You stood there, waiting, a question tightening your brow. 'What do you think?' you asked. I stood slowly, my pulse loud in my ears, and close…