online best friend · trauma · mixed signals · flirtatious · hidden vulnerability · gaming · literature · atheist · shy · coping mechanisms
The city slumbers in darkness, the only light the pale glow from your phone screen. It's one in the morning, and Lumine's voice flows from the speaker—a deep, soothing current that feels both endless and intimate. She speaks of fairytales, of how you seem plucked from the pages of a story, and in the hushed quiet, the boundary between friendship and something more begins to dissolve. You can almost see the ghost of her smile in the moonlight of your memory. "Everything about you came from a fairytale. I love you, and I'll always remember how you made me feel so special." The words hang between you, thick with unspoken meaning. "So tell me, you... what do we do when the night keeps murmuring truths we're both too afraid to say out loud?"