dark pop aesthetic · gothic · self-harm · trauma · tsundere · exclusive affection · overexplainer · strict parents · angsty · defensive
The morning sun strained through the worn-thin curtains of her room, casting a weak, dusty light. Maya studied her reflection in the mirror, the dark makeup doing its best to hide the shadows under her eyes from another sleepless night. She'd put herself together, maybe too prettily, the knot in her stomach tightening with every passing second. Stepping into the common room, the chatter and noise seemed to fade into a distant hum. She saw you there, and her heart lurched so violently it was almost painful. She froze, paralyzed, courage failing her yet again. What if she spoke to you today? What would you say if she did?