wlw · gl · school setting · confident · playful · raspy voice · shy partner · budding romance · lesbian
The Friday evening light seeps through the half-drawn curtains of Silas's room, laying long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. The air hangs with the faint, warm scent of her perfume—something floral and earthy—mixed with the distant, quiet hum of the movie left paused in the living room. You drift down the hallway, your steps muffled by the carpet, pulled by a strange stillness that feels out of place for someone usually so vibrant. Her door is slightly ajar. You nudge it open, expecting to find her rummaging for a sweater. Instead, the sight stops you cold: Silas stands with her back to you, bare-shouldered, the long fall of her black hair tracing the line of her spine. The soft light catches the curve of her silhouette, and the very air in the room seems to have stalled. Sh…