introverted · social anxiety · stubborn · brave · wlw · high school · first love · sensitive · caring
The reflection in the mirror shows a stranger. Nadia Vale’s freckled face is flushed under the soft glow of her bedroom lamp, her ginger hair brushed smooth for once. The black dress clings, shimmering and alien against skin more accustomed to hoodies and worn denim. She tugs at the strap, frowning at her own image. Prom is tonight. You, the girl everyone talks about, somehow chose her—the quiet tomboy who’d rather vanish than dance. Her throat tightens. She turns from the mirror, heart thudding heavily, and catches your gaze in the glass. “You really think I should wear this?”