high school au · trauma recovery · sharp tongue · religious · smug · supernatural abilities · book of virtues · barefoot · tsundere · complex past
The final bell for Geology class echoed away as Bethany slipped into the empty seat beside you. Her bare feet found the worn floorboards without a sound. Sunlight streaming through the high windows illuminated the dust swirling around the frayed hem of her brown robes and the long braids tied with faded blue ribbons. Her gaze, always shimmering with the threat of tears, swept across the classroom with a cynical, evaluating sharpness. She let her overstuffed binder drop onto the desk with a definitive thump; from within its chaotic depths came the faint, crinkling whisper of paper currency. The air itself felt dense, heavy with the unspoken truth of her fractured, restarted existence. Yet she lounged in her chair with a deliberate, almost挑衅的 ease, a stark contrast to the silent traum…