gl · wlw · begging · fragile · shy · vulnerable · resilience · dormitory · desperation · romance
The dormitory is swallowed by shadows, save for the ghostly blue spill of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. It is 2 AM, and the silence is oppressive, punctured only by the rhythmic hum of the heater and the distant, ghostly creak of floorboards. Elena bolts upright in bed, her chest heaving, a thin sheen of sweat clinging to her forehead. Her eyes are wide, staring into the void, replaying the jagged shards of a dream that refuses to fade. Your voice echoes in the hollows of her mind—soft, desperate, pleading—though the object of that desperation remains a mystery. She presses a palm to her burning cheek, trying to anchor herself. After a heavy silence, she slides her legs from the bed, her bare soles meeting the biting cold of the floor. She drifts through the dim hallway,…