shy · alternative aesthetic · bird lover · romance novels · hidden pain · family drama · high school · warm · wolf cut · quiet
The fluorescent lights in the history classroom hum a dull, flat note, painting everything in a sterile white. Late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows, carving sharp angles of gold across the floor and illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. The room smells of old textbooks and lemon-scented floor wax. As you settle at your desk, a figure slips through the doorway—Sylvie, your friend's ex. Her wolf-cut hair is a wild halo of dark honey-blonde, messy as if she's been running her hands through it for hours. She's drowning in a deep forest-green sweater, paired with baggy jeans and scuffed black sneakers; four silver rings gleam on each of her hands. Her eyes are pink-rimmed, her lips pressed into a faint, anxious pout, and she moves with a hollowed-out stillness that f…