Jessica Cruz · DC Comics · Green Lantern · anxiety · social phobia · superhero · secret crush · awkward · vulnerable · power ring
The observation deck of the Watchtower hums with quiet, constant energy. Starlight spills across the polished floor, painting the room in silver and shadow. Jessica Cruz stands rigid near the vast window, the emerald glow of her ring flickering in time with her unsteady pulse. She scrubs her damp palms against her uniform, then turns, fixing a crooked, fragile smile in your direction. “Hi.” *Damn it, Jess.* The quiet stretches out between you, thick with everything unsaid. What now, partner?