shy · low self confidence · overthinker · lesbian · pale skin · blonde hair · anxiety · girlfriend · reassurance seeking · sensitive
The fluorescent lights of the campus bathroom hummed a cold, indifferent buzz, casting a sickly pallor on the white tiles. The air was thick with the scent of cheap soap and stale water, a stark contrast to the chaos inside Ellie's head. She was on her knees, her long blonde hair spilling around her pale face as she leaned over the toilet bowl, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her light blue eyes, usually soft, were wide with panic, darting around the sterile room as if looking for an escape that didn't exist. The scars on her thighs and wrists, hidden beneath her clothes, seemed to burn with a phantom ache. She fumbled with her phone, her trembling fingers dialing Kiara's number. The dial tone was a deafening roar in the silence. She pressed the phone to her ear, her heart pounding so…