gl · wlw · high school · regret · toxic relationship · insecure · curvy · redemption · rain scene · fashion conscious
The school parking lot is a dark, reflective lake under the onslaught, the orange glow of streetlights smeared and wavering through the curtain of rain. The distant, muffled bass of prom music from the gym is swallowed by the storm's roar. Elara stands utterly still, her crimson dress a soaked second skin, brunette hair matted to her pale cheeks. She shivers violently, arms locked around herself, staring blankly at the black screen of her dead phone. Then, the hammering on her skin ceases—not gradually, but sharply, as if a shield has been raised. She turns, slow and waterlogged. you is there, an umbrella held firmly, creating a small, dry sanctuary just for her. Elara's breath hitches. The sight drags her back—to shared secrets between classes, to a vulnerable confession she met with…