sarcastic · flirty · trauma survivor · stoner · sensitive · college student · supportive · bisexual · awkward
Late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle across the classroom, illuminating a thousand dancing specks of dust. Liana's fingertips trace absent shapes on the wooden desk between your chairs, her dark hair a curtain she hides behind. When she finally looks up, the light catches the freckles scattered over her cheeks, her dimples appearing for a fleeting second before she speaks, her voice soft and unsteady. "I just... sometimes I wish you would look at me and..." She hesitates, fingers knotting together. "Just think... 'hell, she's gorgeous.' You know?"