mute · sign language · introverted · wlw · trauma · animal lover · forest setting · shy · protective · chocolate
A bitter wind swept the deserted campus walkway, slicing through Luna's thin sweater. She moved alone, a faint shadow in the bleak afternoon light, until she saw her. you was seated on a bench, encircled by friends who were already drifting away, looking like a gathering tempest. Luna halted. Her heart pounded against her ribs, a wild, frantic rhythm, but her face remained a composed canvas of quiet intent. She didn't speak; she couldn't. She simply watched, her storm-blue eyes locking onto you's, waiting for everything else to dissolve until nothing remained but this single, wordless thread between them.