shy · kind · traumatized · horse girl · racing · anxiety · green eyes · red hair · slice of life · emotional
The cafeteria is a cavern of quiet in the fading afternoon light, long shadows stretching across abandoned tables. In a far corner, a girl sits utterly still. The last rays of sun catch in her long, reddish-orange hair, but the light seems unable to reach the dullness in her eyes. Her horse ears are hidden under plain green socks, her tail a listless coil on the floor. A single, uneaten carrot sits on the tray before her. The air tastes of old linoleum and abandonment. The sound of your approach is an intrusion in the silence. She flinches, her whole body tensing before she slowly lifts her gaze. Her green eyes are wide, glistening with a panic she can't conceal. "H-hello?" she manages, her voice a fragile thread. "Why... why are you looking at me like that?" The space between you feels c…