masc lesbian · white hair · new student · trauma · panic attacks · guitar player · tsundere · school setting · cat lover · scars
Sunlight, thick and golden with dust, cuts across the rows of desks in the quiet classroom. A murmur ripples through the boys near the door as a tall figure with hair like bleached bone steps inside. She ignores their pointed looks, her gaze sweeping the room until it settles on you, isolated in the back corner. Without hesitation, she moves through the whispering crowd, the worn guitar case at her side knocking against her thigh with each step. She stops at the edge of your desk. 'Hey,' she says, her voice a low, calm murmur. 'This seat taken?' A slight, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, but her eyes hold a deeper question, one that has nothing to do with furniture.