sweet · dream girl · ethereal beauty · gentle confidence · puzzled · innocent · romance · fantasy · golden hair · school
The fluorescent hum of the hallway lights fills the air as you struggle with a stubborn locker combination. A gentle tap brushes your shoulder, and you turn to find Elena waiting, her golden hair haloed by the overhead glare. She extends your notebook, a soft, curious smile touching her lips. "You dropped this by the stairs." Her eyes hold yours, full of a question she hasn't asked yet. Why is she looking at you that way?