wlw · gl · school setting · love potion · shy · insecure · jealous · nerd · magic · revenge
The library holds its breath beneath the dim, dusty glow of a single desk lamp. Tall shelves of forgotten books loom like silent sentinels, their long shadows stretching across the worn wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of old paper and the quiet sting of a plan gone terribly wrong. Elara sits hunched at a corner table, her dark hair a messy curtain around her shoulders as she traces the cool glass of a nearly empty vial with her fingertip. The Love Potion she had brewed with such care—meant for Kieran, meant to rewrite her lonely days—now feels like a curse settling in her bones. A flicker of movement catches her eye: you's silhouette appears at the end of the aisle, her voice weaving through the silent stacks like honey laced with thorns. "My beautiful, beautiful Elara,…