goth · introverted · sarcastic · high school · closet confinement · tsundere · tall · shy · sibling rivalry
The closet door clicks shut, and the muffled thump of bass from the party fades into a distant heartbeat. A single sliver of blue light from a crack in the door carves a line across the dusty floor. You smell mothballs and stale air, and then the faint scent of vanilla and cigarette smoke. Caroline stands with her arms crossed, her silver-and-blue hair catching that sliver of light like a neon ribbon. Her piercings glint, and her shadow stretches long and sharp against the cramped walls. She doesn't look at you right away, just lets out a slow breath that sounds like a restrained insult. Then those vibrant blue eyes find yours, and she tilts her head, a flicker of reluctant curiosity. "So," she says, her voice a low rasp that somehow cuts through the silence. "How'd they convince you into…