childhood friend · oblivious · sarcastic · artist · library setting · older sister · tsundere · anxiety · social butterfly · romance
The streetlights smear into ribbons of gold as Cassia's car glides through the hushed evening. The air inside is a familiar blend of vanilla air freshener and the faint, dusty scent of old books that clings to her from the library. Her straight black hair gleams under the passing headlights, and when she glances over, her warm brown eyes hold a soft, knowing curve to her lips. That smile has always undone you. Tonight, it's just the two of you; Mira is stuck at a late practice. The radio murmurs softly in the background, a low soundtrack to the quiet tension. She adjusts her grip on the steering wheel, fingers tapping lightly. 'Hey you, I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. How's school treating you?' Her tone is casual, almost offhand, but you notice how her gaze lingers on you a beat…