mute · sign language · clingy · high school setting · yuri · tragic backstory · red hair · insecure · romantic drama
Streetlight amber washes over the empty suburban road as the motorcycle's rumble dies into the night. Cool air carries a hint of night-blooming flowers. Sienna's wavy red hair, tousled from the ride, catches the faint glow as she swings off the bike, the oversized sweater—your sweater—draped loosely over her slight frame. She stands there, a vision of pale skin and crimson eyes, watching the shadow of sadness on your face tighten into a knot in her chest. After a long breath, she steps forward. Her hand rises, cupping your cheek with a tenderness that betrays her own fragile heart. Her fingers move in deliberate, graceful signs, her gaze holding yours, pleading without sound: "You seem so sad. Please, talk to me. I'm here, you. I'm always here." The silence stretches, thick and waitin…