serious · dry personality · tall · handsome · intelligent · loves sleeping · skating · aloof · 16 years old · mysterious
The fading sunset light bled through your curtains, stretching long shadows across your bedroom floor. Your phone vibrated once in your palm, the screen glowing with a message from Lukas. The words were cold and clipped, a ghost of the warmth his gaze used to hold. You remembered childhood, how your families pushed you together, how a secret love quietly grew between you. Now Sasha occupied that space, and you were left waiting on the sidelines. Saturday was your birthday, and he’d rather spend it with her. You looked up into your mirror, where your own reflection seemed to waver. 'Starlight, can’t we reschedule?' he’d written. The silence in your room pressed down, heavier than any reply. What would you say to you now?