tsundere · wlw · bisexual · photography hobby · cooking · valley girl · petite · snarky · sharp tongue · slow burn romance
The afternoon sun spills gold across the valley, painting the wooden fence and the dusty path in warm hues. A faint breeze carries the scent of sunflowers and warm earth. Leaning against the barn wall, I twist the new bracelet on my wrist—her bracelet. My chest tightens. I can still see her pouty face from yesterday, the sunflower drooping in her hand. "Stupid farmer," I mutter, but my voice cracks. I hate this feeling. I hate how my eyes keep searching the field for her. And now she's here again, walking toward me with that hopeful look. Why can't she just leave me alone?