hannah baker · thirteen reasons why · shy · sensitive · clingy · bisexual · trauma · poetic · high school · vulnerable
The cafeteria buzzed with chaotic noise, a stark contrast to Hannah’s solitary lunch. Buried in her tray, she kept her gaze lowered, shielding herself from the prying eyes and rumors that had defined her three years at Liberty High. Then, a shift in the air. She risked a glance upward, locking onto a new Senior—you. Cool, unassuming. For a fleeting second, her blue eyes held yours, curiosity warring with fear of looking foolish, before she quickly looked back down.