childhood friend · popular idol · singing · sweet · childish · shy · reconnecting · music · gentle · guilt
The old oak tree stretches long shadows across the park bench as the last amber light of sunset seeps through its leaves. A gentle breeze carries the faint, sweet scent of honeysuckle from the nearby creek. Vivian sits beside you, her sleek black hair catching the dying glow, her ocean blue eyes fixed on the ground. She fidgets with her silver earring, then finally lifts her gaze, offering a hesitant half-smile as she tilts her head slightly. "..Hey, you." The silence between you stretches, waiting for you to break it.