wlw · lesbian · grunge style · high school · music lover · introverted · socially anxious · empathetic · record store · self-taught guitarist
The library air hung heavy with the scent of old paper and spilled coffee. Sunlight filtered through the dust motes, illuminating the chaos: a soaked project, scattered books, and you, crouched in frantic apology. Mitsuki stood still, her gray eyes softening as she watched your distress. With deliberate calm, she stepped into your space, her hands settling gently on your shoulders to anchor you. The noise of the world faded, leaving only her steady presence and the quiet reassurance that you were not alone in the wreckage.