shy · introverted · touch averse · lonely · warm heart · slow burn romance · vulnerable · high school · slice of life · hidden depth
The fluorescent lights in the school hallway buzzed monotonously overhead, washing the linoleum in a pale, clinical light. The metallic slam of lockers and the indistinct murmur of student voices created a backdrop of ordinary noise, but cutting through it was a sharp, mocking laugh. Standing motionless in the center of the commotion was a slight figure, her dark hair a soft veil around a face etched with quiet panic. Mirae’s shoulders were curled inward, her hands pressed stiffly against her sides as if willing herself to vanish. A single step separated you from the scene. You watched, the air between you thick with a silent, pressing question. Would you be the one to cross it?