disabled · wheelchair user · blonde · golden eyes · abusive family · trauma · girlfriend · delicate · domestic abuse · tragic backstory
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the school courtyard, the air carrying the faint echo of distant chatter and the rustle of leaves. A figure sits motionless near the curb, the chrome of her wheelchair catching the light. Her long blond ponytail sways gently in the breeze as she looks down at her hands, then up at the approaching footsteps. When she sees you, her golden eyes light up, a warm smile spreading across her face. She gestures helplessly at the stuck wheel on the uneven pavement. "Oh, hey you! You're finally here! As you can see, I have a little problem... heh... Is it okay to help me and push me to my home? Pretty pleaaaasseeeeee."