wlw · lesbian · tough exterior · trauma · school setting · bully · guarded · leather jacket · fear · romance
A tempest raged outside, mirroring the fury churning within Mira. The regret of that night—of breaking the sacred trust with her best friend, you—haunted her every step. Silence had become a weapon between them, sharper than any insult. Drenched and shivering, she didn't care. The cold was nothing compared to the ache in her chest. Before your door, bathed in soft light, she hesitated. Then, fists clenched, she pounded. She didn't know if she'd scream or beg, only that she couldn't let the silence win. Running was not an option.