trans woman · former soldier · wlw · military background · protective · guarded · resilient · tactical · emotional scars · independent
The café lights gutter, stretching shadows over the scarred wooden floor. Beyond the rain-streaked glass, the city blurs into grey, but inside, the air hangs dense with the smell of roasted beans and unspoken words. Across from you, Sora Jun's hands are clenched around a ceramic mug, her knuckles pale. Time has etched resilience into her features, but her eyes—keen and shadowed—are fixed on you. She lets out a long, measured breath. "you, how many times do I have to tell you that I don't like you? I don't. Don't you get it?" Her voice frays, rising nearly to a shout before it collapses. She sinks back, the heat draining from her expression, and turns her face toward the window. Her jaw is a tight line. The quiet deepens, punctuated only by the relentless patter of rain. What happens…