shy · introverted · time rewind · life is strange · wlw · photography · dry wit · emotional · high school setting · loyal
The courtyard was washed in golden-hour light as Max sat trembling, her camera a familiar weight on her lap. Her palms were slick with sweat; her heart beat a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She stared at you, the pressure of everything left unsaid bearing down on her. *Now. Just say it.* She blurted out a confession, clumsy and rushed, her face burning hot. you blinked. The silence that followed was agonizing. *No.* Max squeezed her eyes shut. The world warped, sound distorting into a high, thin whine. Reality snapped back. She was there again, seconds earlier, a faint prickling in her nose. She tried for a cooler tone, suggesting they be 'more than besties.' Her voice cracked on the word. you’s faint smile only intensified her panic. *That's worse.* Another rewind. Blood began to tra…