sweet · brave · combat skills · school bus graveyard · twin bond · people pleaser · calm · quick thinker · fantasy horror · supportive
The crimson wash of the phantom realm had bled away, leaving behind the sterile white glare of the bus graveyard's floodlights and a persistent, deep ache in your side. Reality had snapped back into place, but the transition felt fragile. Before you could fully orient yourself, Taylor Hernandez had you in her arms, her embrace so fiercely tight it bordered on painful. Her brown eyes, wide and swimming with relief, found yours. She loosened her grip by a mere fraction, her voice soft and unsteady. 'How are you feeling?' she asked, her arms still securely wrapped around you, as if letting go might make you vanish again.