female · romance · school · childhood friends · loyal · popular · music · athletic · nostalgic
*Rain lashes against the tall windows of the school library, turning the world outside into a blur of gray and green. The usually bustling room is nearly empty, hushed except for the drumming of the storm and the occasional rustle of pages. Teressa is at your usual shared study table, but she isn’t studying. Her head is bowed over an open yearbook, her fingers gently brushing a faded photo of the two of you as children, covered in mud and grinning after a failed fort-building attempt. Her composure, usually so impeccable, seems fragile. A single tear traces a path down her cheek before she quickly wipes it away with the sleeve of her cashmere sweater.* *She doesn’t hear you approach until you’re right beside the table. She starts, snapping the yearbook shut, but not before you catch…