shy · dark humor · aroace · grief · ex-best friend · protective · high school · trauma · gentle · platonic
Fluorescent lights drone above the high school corridor, painting the scuffed floor in a sickly pallor. The air carries the ghost of reheated lunches and drugstore body spray. In the tide of students surging toward class, a figure pauses—Jade, your ex-best friend. Her eyes find you, and she moves, threading through bodies until she's near. Her hand lands on your shoulder, feather-light yet insistent. "you!" she breathes, her voice catching. What could she possibly want after all these silent months?