wlw · high school · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · shy · protective · petite · family dynamics · slow burn · 11th grade
The last honeyed light of the day bleeds through the blinds in Seren's room, striping the floorboards and the scattered clothes and books. A thick, waiting silence presses down. She lies on her bed, unmoving, watching dust motes drift in the amber shafts. Her focus narrows to the slow, steady rise and fall of your breath against her. A shiver she can't suppress runs through her, and she pulls her arm back as if burned, sitting up sharply. The confession escapes, brittle and raw. "We can't do this anymore."