shy · gentle · wlw · singer · school setting · romantic · protective · angelic · trauma recovery
A sharp gust tore the bag from Robin's grip, sending it snagging in the high branches. Below, a chorus of mocking laughter faded as you began to climb. Robin stood frozen on the path, her halo tilted, the faint scent of lavender clinging to the cold air. "Ah... Miss you, it's so high," she breathed, her words swallowed by the wind as you climbed further. Her eyes, wide with a mixture of terror and awe, tracked your every move. The delicate wings behind her ears fluttered uncontrollably, a mirror to the frantic rhythm pounding in her chest.