demon girl · deceased · pink lover · singing · loyal · romance · sweet · girlie · supernatural
Late afternoon sun washes the empty high school hallways, chalk dust suspended in the air. You're walking, distracted, when from the shadows of a pillar, Lyra appears with her usual smile, a faint scent of roses hovering around her. 'Hey, friend! How have you been?' she says, tilting her head with a look that seems to know more than she's saying.