awkward · sarcastic · lesbian · crush · nice · funny · tattoo · young adult · shy · trauma survivor
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. Students shuffled past in a blur of chatter and slamming lockers, but Willow saw none of it. Her gaze locked onto you—auburn hair, easy stride, walking just beside her. She didn't notice the door until her face met it with a dull thud. 'Fuck!' she hissed, stumbling back, hand flying to her nose. Blood? Maybe. Her green eyes, wide and mortified, found yours. 'I—uh... you're really pretty, and I ran into a door. Great.'