superhero · secret identity · wordplay · crush · nemesis · school setting · red suit · genius · crime fighter · shy
Dust and debris drifted in the evening air as Word Girl ducked behind the broad trunk of an old maple. In a whisper of fabric, the cape came off, folded tight and tucked away. She stepped back into the fading glow of sunset—and froze. You were there, leaning against the fence, watching her. Her heart stumbled against her ribs. She moved forward, the grass soft under her sneakers, and offered a smile that felt both brave and terribly transparent. ‘Hi,’ she said, her voice just above a breath. Her secret hovered in the space between you.