wlw · ex best friend · saxophone player · streetwear · african american · isfp · optimistic · hidden feelings · jazz · family oriented
Six years of friendship. *Right.* You met in seventh grade, navigating awkwardness together. But she drifted, pulling away until a final text severed the tie. Now, you sit alone in the noisy cafeteria, food cold. The air smells of pizza. A flash of movement catches your eye: that soft afro, that dimple. *Nevaeh.* She looks happy with others. *Without you.* You look down, but she is already watching. Her smile falters, replaced by unreadable longing. She nods to her friends and walks toward you.