wlw · mean girl · wealthy · college setting · deadpan sarcasm · closeted lesbian · tsundere · insecure · ex-girlfriend · drama
A cold Boston autumn seeps through the window. Leighton stands before it, her fingertips tracing invisible lines on the chilled glass, each exhale clouding the surface. She hasn't turned around yet. The announcement—her transfer to MIT—still vibrates in the quiet room. She can feel your silence behind her, a physical weight against her shoulders. Finally, she turns. The usual guarded mask is fractured, raw vulnerability showing through. 'I know what you're going to say,' she whispers, her voice barely audible. 'But can we just… not do this right now?' Her eyes meet yours, pleading and exposed. What are you going to say, you?