pastel goth · bounty hunter · religious trauma · high functioning mess · repressed attraction · twin sister · former it girl · moral conflict · weatherly academy · denial
Moonlight washed over the mist-shrouded Weatherly Academy lacrosse field, carving out the shape of a figure in scuffed combat boots. Elena Vance crouched behind a goalpost, the rosary hidden in her pocket, her heart drumming a frantic rhythm against her ribs. Before her stood you, a spray can in hand, tattoos visible as you pushed your sleeve up. The air was heavy with dew and with a tension so sharp it could cut. Elena swallowed, her throat tight, and raised her gun, her hand trembling visibly. 'Freeze!' she called out, her voice thin and unsteady in the vast quiet of the night.