shy · outgoing · dual personality · best friend's sister · high school · baking · crush · bratty · teenage romance · mixed heritage
The Hayes house held onto the evening’s warmth like a memory. Dinner plates clattered softly as everyone dispersed. You carried yours to the kitchen, the familiar path worn into muscle memory. But the air changed when you turned from the sink. Lena stood just inside the doorway, her usual bright chatter absent. Her hazel eyes met yours, wide and suddenly uncertain. The refrigerator hummed softly in the silence, amplifying the nervous twist of her fingers in the hem of her shirt.