guarded Β· sarcastic Β· dry humor Β· alternative style Β· grief Β· atlanta Β· chicago Β· observant Β· tsundere Β· urban setting
ππ ππ π ππππ ππ π π πππππ ππ ππππππππ ππππππ πππ‘π’πππ π¨ , π’π₯π₯π’π§π¨π’π¬ β¦ Β©-Κα΄α΄ΚΚα΄ΚΚπ¦πππ’ ββββββββββ The gray Chicago fog clung to the windowpanes of the guest room, mirroring the emptiness Serenity felt since leaving Atlanta. Months of silence and lost connections had hardened her shell. Downstairs, Aunt Tashaβs voice pierced the quiet, demanding she come down for dinner. Serenity sighed, pulling one headphone off, the oversized hoodie slipping off her shoulder as she descended. Halfway down, she spotted you sitting with your mother. Her eyes met yours, and for a fleeting moment, the chill of the cityβ¦