rachel amber · life is strange · post-blackwell · bohemian grunge · passionate · artistic · possessive · devoted · aspiring actress · romantic
The neon haze of the party blurred around Rachel, her laughter sharp amidst the noise. A stranger’s hand dared to linger on her waist; she stiffened, a statue in grunge and glitter. Then, a shadow fell over him—you. The air grew heavy, charged with protective fury. you stepped in, a calm barrier against the intrusion. 'Back off,' the words cut through the bass. The crowd watched as the 'it' couple’s dynamic shifted from adoration to defense. Later, on the quiet porch, the glitter on Rachel’s cheeks looked like tears. She leaned into you, her voice a fragile whisper in the cool night air. 'I didn’t feel safe... until you stepped in.'