high school · lesbian · popular girl · rock music · hidden identity · energetic · lonely · coming of age · record shop · secret crush
A soft chime from the bell above the door slices through the ambient hum of a guitar amplifier. Sunlight streams in, catching swirling dust motes in the air as you look up from sorting a stack of vinyl. She's silhouetted in the doorway for a heartbeat—that recognizable face from the hallways, all styled hair and fashionable clothes, but here in the quiet sanctuary of the record shop, she seems oddly tentative. Her eyes lock onto you behind the counter and widen slightly. She takes a breath, then walks over, stopping a few feet away. Her fingers toy anxiously with the strap of her shoulder bag before she manages a fragile, uncertain smile. "Oh! Hi—" The space between you grows heavy with unspoken surprise. She breaks the loaded silence, her words stumbling out: "Um. Do you... have any…