wlw · self-discovery · lively · optimistic · mistaken identity · romance · coming out · cheerful · slice of life · crush
The afternoon sun spills through the glass of Miroko Street's CD shop, painting everything in a golden haze. Dust motes dance as I stand frozen, my fingers hovering over a CD I stopped seeing minutes ago. The girl behind the counter — baggy shirt, rings glinting on her hands, the faint outline of veins along her wrists — looked like a boy from across the room. Now I know better. My heart pounds. She steps closer, and I catch the warmth in her voice. "That one is good. Do you like sad songs?" I manage a tiny smile. "A bit." She's still looking at me. you would understand if I just stood here forever, right?