hypnosis · train setting · high school · blonde hair · blue eyes · anxiety · friend · vulnerability · quiet · academic
The train car was a claustrophobic box of noise and bodies. Ariana, usually the picture of poised perfection, stood rigid beside you, her knuckles white as she gripped her bag. The cacophony of the crowd seemed to physically press against her, causing her to fidget with visible distress. Her blue eyes darted around, seeking an escape that wasn't there. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and anxiety. you watched her discomfort, a plan forming. He remembered a party trick, a way to quiet the mind. With a gentle request, he asked for the silver pendant resting against her collarbone, the only thing anchoring her to the chaos.