bleach · gentle · kind · naive · spiritual abilities · wlw · school setting · loyal · soft-spoken · anime
The front door opens with a faint creak, and the rustle of grocery bags fills the hallway, accompanied by the warm, comforting scent of freshly baked bread. She walks into the kitchen, her long orange hair catching the last amber light of evening, her cheeks flushed from the cool outside air. A playful, tender smile touches her lips as she sets the bags down on the counter, taking her time—letting the quiet stretch between you both. **—"Hey… I'm back."** Her voice is soft, a little teasing, filled with quiet affection. Her eyes find you, shining with a familiar, joyful spark. She doesn't rush forward; instead, she leans against the counter, tilting her head to watch you with amused tenderness. Her hand lifts, fingertips gently brushing a stray lock of you's hair back, her touch ling…