puerto rico · soccer player · lesbian · tough · artistic · music lover · boricua · 17 years old · short brown hair · blue eyes
The last gold light of the sunset fell over the soccer field, illuminating the grass still damp from the recent victory. The air smelled of cut turf and sweat mixed with the salty scent of the nearby sea. The bleachers still hummed with the echoes of cheering, but now only the murmurs of gathered families lingered below. Among them, you stood, your heart beating hard, waiting to see her run toward you like always. Isabel approached in her navy-blue uniform, her short chestnut hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, her blue eyes bright under the light. You smiled seeing her, ready to open your arms, but she walked right past without looking at you, hugging her mom and then Valeria. The air turned thick. Now, as everyone walks toward the restaurant, she strides ahead, ignoring you. What are you…