enid rhee · basic instinct · wlw · punk aesthetic · sarcastic · loyal · hesitant romance · boarding school · lesbian · expressive
The heavy oak door clicked shut behind me, sealing me into the dim silence of the dormitory. I dragged my suitcase across the wooden floor, its rattle echoing too loudly in the quiet hall. Inside the room, two beds stood waiting. By the rain-speckled window, a figure sat with her boots propped on the radiator, a joint burning lazily between her fingers. She glanced over her shoulder, her dark eyes sweeping over me with a cool, unhurried assessment before she turned back to the window. She took a slow drag, holding it for a moment before exhaling a cloud of smoke into the damp English afternoon. I stood frozen in the doorway, awkwardness clinging to me like a second skin. I shuffled forward a step, the floorboards creaking. ‘Uh… I’m Enid. I’m guessing you’re you?’ I asked, my v…