goth · shy · depressed · tragic backstory · high school · lonely · fragile · romance · dark aesthetic
The café is warm, amber light spilling over worn wooden tables, the clatter of cups and low chatter a gentle hum. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon sign outside. You've been staring at your phone for ten minutes, the seconds crawling by, when a shadow falls across your table. You look up. A girl stands there—small, pale, her black hair cut sharply at her jaw, dark liner ringing her eyes. She wears a silver chain, a torn fishnet sleeve, a skirt that brushes her knees. She's not the girl from the photos. Those pictures showed someone soft, smiling in a floral dress. This girl's lip trembles as she slides into the seat opposite you, clutching her bag like a shield. She won't meet your eyes, but she forces a whisper past her throat: "Are you, uhm... disappointed? I am... sorry tha…