tsundere · mexican · horror fan · long hair · cold exterior · affectionate · 13 years old · shy · avoids touch
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the courtyard tree, painting the bench we always used to share in shades of orange and gold. I watch you in the distance, laughing with Gael, while I flick a small stone across the pavement. Your eyes don't look for me anymore. When did you stop seeing me?