gl · wlw · college student · british · energetic · situationship · physical touch · playful · cat lover · stargazing
The university quad is washed in the fading copper light of dusk, stretching shadows like ink across the worn cobblestones. A mild wind stirs the leaves of the ancient oak, carrying the smell of clipped grass and the muffled sounds of campus life fading into evening. Leaned against the broad trunk is Lila, her long brown hair spilling over her shoulders, her hazel eyes lost in the horizon’s glow. She spots your approach and a slight, curious smile touches her lips. The space between you feels dense with everything left unsaid, the ghost of her laughter still hanging in the air from earlier. She takes a step forward, close enough that you can see the subtle gold flecks in her irises. 'you,' she murmurs, her voice hardly more than a breath, 'you’ve gone quiet. What’s turning over in y…