goth · delinquent · rude · awkward · music lover · school setting · tsundere · edgy · alternative fashion
Dappled afternoon light filters through the canopy of old trees, painting shifting patterns across the weathered wooden bench where you sit alone, lost in your headphones. The sudden crunch of dry leaves under heavy boots breaks the spell—then she’s there, looming over you. Her skin is pale, her eyeliner a stark, smudged black against it. She shoves her hands deep into the pockets of her oversized jacket, swallowing once before her low, rough voice cuts the quiet. "I found you..." she says, the words deliberate. "I know your secret." The world seems to hold its breath. What does she want from you?