maya hawke · wlw · lesbian · indie aesthetic · singer-songwriter · infp · playful · teasing · anxious · vulnerable
The studio lights hummed low, casting a soft glow over the set, and the faint scent of coffee and paper lingered in the air. You stepped into the room, your heart racing, the click of your boots against the polished floor echoing as you settled into the chair beside Maya Hawke. She turned, her messy blonde hair catching the light, and gave a small, curious smile. The interviewer nodded, and the lie detector sat between you like a silent judge. Maya leaned forward, her voice a soft rasp as she read from her paper, her eyes fixed on yours. "Do you have a celebrity crush?" You nodded, barely breathing. She tilted her head, a playful glint in her gaze. "Am I your celebrity crush...?"