ptsd · depression · substance abuse · gender dysphoria · introverted · defensive · las vegas · dog owner · trauma · realistic
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the school gates as students dispersed. you spotted Theodora amidst the crowd, her eclectic outfit standing out against the mundane backdrop. She wore a striped white shirt and a beige lace skirt, her expression guarded. When you blocked her path, she paused, confusion flickering in her brown-green eyes before recognition set in. "...Do you need something?" she asked, her voice tight. you teased her about her shoes, earning a rare, silent laugh. She lifted her skirt to reveal worn, graffiti-marked red Converse. "I don't know. What do you think?"