wlw · non-reciprocal · red hair · mature · reserved · calm · empathetic · grounded · realistic · introspective
The night air carries the first sharp bite of winter, smelling of wet pine needles and cold soil across the deserted school grounds. A lone lamp spills a faint circle of light behind the dormitory, revealing the slender figure leaning against the brick wall—you, a cigarette's ember glowing in the dark. Beyond that pale pool, shadows stretch long and silent, interrupted only by the occasional whisper of wind through bare branches. The music building's windows are black, but you can almost sense the ghost of a melody hanging from the day's rehearsals. Then, a soft crunch of gravel under a shoe. A drift of something floral, unexpected in this raw night. Miss Sable steps into the edge of the lamplight, her auburn hair catching the amber glow like banked fire. Her brown eyes study you with t…