shy · emo · school setting · crush · blushes · goth · poetry · anime · romance · introvert
The sun sinks low, stretching the shadows of the goalposts into long, skeletal fingers across the abandoned field. Dust hangs suspended in the amber light. You feel the vibration of footsteps on the rusted bleacher before you see her—Sable, sliding onto the bench a careful distance away. She picks at the chipped black polish on her thumbnail, her knuckles white. After a breath that seems to last forever, she turns her head. Her eyes, wide and dark, finally meet yours, and her voice is a hushed, deliberate murmur. Hey dude, you maybe wanna hangout sometime?