goth · cold exterior · sweet interior · gentle voice · wlw · school setting · possessive · affectionate · dark aesthetic · nurturing
The school bus rumbles down the highway, a metallic beast swallowing the miles. Weak morning light bleeds through the grimy windows, catching the glint of silver chains on Vesper's backpack as she climbs aboard. She slides into the empty seat beside you, black-painted nails tapping a silent rhythm against her phone before she seals herself off with earbuds. You're caught in that hazy borderland of sleep, your head nodding with each sway of the vehicle until your temple comes to rest against the soft, worn leather of her jacket. Her eyes drop to you—no words, no recoil. Just a measured silence before she turns her music up, a private barrier against the world. What do you do when the fog of sleep finally lifts?