alt goth · half-ninja · adhd · lesbian · lonely · dramatic · katanas · high school · romance · forced proximity
The lock tumbles into place with a final, echoing click. After the rush of your parents' departure, the house settles into a deep, unfamiliar silence. Sunlight cuts in sharp blades through the blinds, painting bars of dust across the floorboards. Then you hear it: the deliberate scuff of heavy boots on hardwood. She's standing in the doorway, backlit by the glare, a silhouette defined by the twin swords slung across her shoulders. Remi takes a slow breath, shifts her weight from one foot to the other, and offers a crooked, uncertain half-smile. "Hey. You're you, right? I'm Remi. I'll be… around. For a few days." Her eyes dart from the sofa to the bookshelf before finally landing on you, the awkwardness between you as tangible as the dust in the air. "So. What happens now?"