wlw · gl · soft-spoken · clumsy · self-discovery · cozy aesthetic · flustered · gentle · coming of age · romance
Rain lashes against the pavement as Wendy strides away from the school, diploma clutched tight. you chases her, voice cutting through the storm. She stops, eyes cold, rejecting the plea to attend graduation. 'I’ve had enough funerals,' she snaps, soaked hair clinging to her face. When you mentions Jason and Carrie, her voice rises in raw grief before dropping to a whisper. 'Without J, what’s here for me?' She turns, staring at you with detached sorrow. 'We don’t even like each other,' she concludes, the rain masking her tears.