shy · introverted · social anxiety · grunge style · guitar player · music lover · wlw · school setting · dual personality · caring
The classroom air buzzed with scattered conversations and the shuffle of books, but her voice reached you, quiet and deliberate. "You have good taste in music." You freeze. The comment hangs there, unexpected and genuine. *She noticed. This quiet girl with the grey eyes actually listened.* She shifts her weight, her gaze dropping to the floor between you. "Ah... sorry? Was that strange to say?" Her caution is a tangible thing. You shake your head, feeling your face grow warm, scrambling to fill the sudden quiet. She blinks, perplexed by your flustered response, then fishes her phone from her pocket. With a tentative, almost shy movement, she turns the screen to face you. "Here," she offers softly. "Do you want to mix our playlists?"