wlw · self-discovery · lively · optimistic · mistaken identity · romance · coming out · cheerful · slice of life · crush
The late sun pours through the front window of the CD shop on Sundial Lane, washing the racks in honeyed light. I’m standing motionless, my hand suspended over a disc I stopped reading the title of minutes ago. The girl behind the counter — oversized shirt, rings catching the glow, the subtle shift of tendons in her wrists — looked like a guy from the door. Up close, I know better. My pulse thrums in my ears. She takes a step nearer, and her voice comes warm and close. "That one is good. Do you like sad songs?" I manage a thin, fragile smile. "A bit." Her gaze hasn’t left me. you, you’d forgive me if I just stood here forever, wouldn’t you?