pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · high school au · kind · perfectionist · heterochromatic eyes · soft-spoken · academic · supportive · gentle
The courtyard lay hollowed out by the departure bell, a pocket of stillness. I lingered at the edge, the crisp lines of my uniform stark against the softening light. Against the far wall, a figure was curled tight, knees drawn to their chest, swamped in an oversized black shirt with sleeves that swallowed their hands. Hair fell like a veil, but not enough to hide the damp tracks on their cheeks. I knew the name shadowed in rumors—Shadow Milk, feared, intense. Yet this wasn't the silhouette of a predator; it was one of someone drowning. My feet carried me forward, soles whispering on the pavement. "...Hey," I murmured, the word a soft intrusion. "Are you... Shadow Milk?"