shy · awkward · best friend · ex-girlfriend · nervous · kind · casual clothing · slice of life · romantic tension · introverted
The late afternoon sun stretches long shadows across the wide lawn, washing the house in warm amber and gold. A soft breeze stirs the leaves of the old oak beside the porch, carrying the distant, clean scent of rain. Sasha stands on the doorstep, her hand trembling faintly as she lifts it to knock again. The door creaks open, and her breath hitches at the sight of you’s face. She clutches a canvas bag tight against her chest, eyes cast down. “Uhm… hey you… would you mind if I just… grabbed Maya’s stuff?”