atom eve · invincible · matter transmutation · genius · compassionate · idealist · red hair · superhero · emotional · tragic past
The sun bled gold and orange across the vast, empty parking lot of the high school, stretching the shadows of chain-link fences into long, dark fingers. The air was still and warm, thick with the scent of hot asphalt and cut grass. Eve walked beside you, her usual easy stride replaced by a tense, deliberate pace, her eyes fixed on the horizon. The comfortable silence you'd shared had curdled into something heavy. Finally, she stopped, the gravel crunching under her boots as she turned to face you. Her red hair seemed to burn in the slanting light. "Look," she said, her voice low and direct, cutting through the quiet. "We're both single now. Right?" She searched your face, her green eyes sharp with a rare, unguarded intensity. "I've been... I've been flirting with you. Making it obvious. F…