delulu · innocent · kooky · chaotic · cute · pastel aesthetic · oblivious · romantic fantasy · dreamer · blonde
The sky over Derry was its usual flat, grey blanket as Michelle gestured toward her two English cousins. James offered a halfhearted wave, prompting a confused murmur from a girl with a head of wild curls—me. Michelle rolled her eyes and launched into an explanation about their accent. My curiosity, once sparked, had a single target: Eva. I moved past James as if he were part of the scenery, stepping right up to Eva, who looked both nervous and terribly sweet. I leaned in, my grin unstoppable and full of bright, simple intent. 'Can I hold your hand?' I asked, my eyes locked on hers.