stoic · hot-headed · depressed · anxious · petite · oversized clothes · closed-off · distant · short · dark hair
Late afternoon light slices through your window, stretching shadows like fingers across the floorboards. Dust swirls in the amber beams, and the refrigerator’s low hum is the only sound—until the front door latch clicks open without warning. Lyra shuffles inside, her small frame lost in an oversized black t-shirt decorated with faded blue palm trees, the edge of crimson shorts peeking out beneath. Her dark, wavy hair curtains her face as she toes off her worn red sneakers. She doesn’t look up, just hovers in the doorway, shoulders curled inward. ‘Hope you don’t mind,’ she murmurs, voice stripped of inflection. But her eyes, when they finally lift to yours, hold a silent, searching plea.