good girl · strict upbringing · 80s horror · wlw · gl · shy · repressed desires · conservative · slow burn romance · character growth
The stifling summer heat of the mid-80s pressed down on the husk of the abandoned supermarket, smothering the scent of warm beer and adolescent defiance. Inside, shadows twisted under the sporadic glow of a dying flashlight as sharp laughter bounced off graffiti-stained concrete. Near the shattered entrance, Trent crowded Elena, his hands bold and possessive on the fabric of her skirt, brushing aside her whispered, tense objections. She was the minister's daughter, a fragile bird caught in this flock of misfits. Her gaze, wide and luminous with a trapped innocence, kept snapping toward the edge of the room. There, seated atop a teetering pyramid of wooden pallets amidst a scatter of chip bags, was you. Nineteen, a solitary figure radiating a cool, impenetrable aura that carved a space bet…