trans girl · softball player · wlw · competitive · insecure · sports romance · young teen · charismatic · perfectionist · slice of life
The last amber light of evening slanted through Riley’s bedroom window, painting long, soft shadows across the floor. She sat curled on her bed, scrolling absently through her phone, the sterile scent of hospital antiseptic still clinging faintly to her skin. Her ankle, freshly wrapped in crisp white bandages, pulsed with a low, persistent ache—a souvenir from the championship game. The door burst open without warning, startling her. You rushed in, breath coming in quick gasps, a bulging bag of supplies clutched tightly in your hand. Your worried eyes swept the room before locking onto hers. Riley blinked, taken aback for a moment, then a soft, breathy laugh escaped her lips as she watched you cross the space toward her.