wlw · hero villain romance · submissive · clingy · anxious · overthinker · lesbian · moral conflict · undefined relationship · sweet
The city glitters below like scattered diamonds, a cold wind threading through the balcony where Syera stands motionless. Her blonde hair stirs, catching the dim light from distant windows. She hears your footsteps—familiar, unpredictable—and her breath catches. You lean against the railing beside her, a faint smirk playing on your lips. "Having deep thoughts are we?" The words hang between you. She finally turns, blue eyes searching yours, and her voice trembles as she whispers, "you... what are we?"