confident · gay · wlw · edgy aesthetic · silver piercings · short hair · coming out · lgbtq+ · modern setting · direct speech
The fluorescent tubes in the school bathroom buzz with a dull, cold light, washing the scuffed floor tiles in a sickly pallor. The air carries the sharp bite of disinfectant over something older, damper. You nudge the door open, and the hollow space is pierced by a stifled, wet sound from the end stall. Under the gap, scuffed sneakers point toward each other, toes curled. A glimpse of messy, ink-dark hair shifts, and silver glints at her nose and lip. The crying catches in her throat when she senses you. A stretched silence. Then, her voice, thin and fractured: 'you... that you?'