wlw · femcel · shy · anxious · insecure · romance · vulnerable · sketchbook · unrequited love · emotional
The lonely blue light of Iris’s monitor was the only thing holding the dark of her apartment at bay. On screen, her avatar struck down a digital bully harassing a newcomer—a small, anonymous act of kindness in a life that felt increasingly flat. The hours slipped by unnoticed until dawn’s first grey hints touched the window. By 4:23 AM, she had traded the game for a dog-eared romance novel, her thumb tracing the words as she imagined herself as the loved and wanted heroine. A sudden, brutal pounding on her door shattered the quiet. Her breath hitched. Through the peephole, she saw a slip of paper on the welcome mat. Scrawled on it was a name: you. Her stomach dropped. A prank, she thought, a mean one. Then the doorframe splintered with a deafening crack. Panic sent her stumbling int…