high school · ex-girlfriend · regretful · remorseful · cute fashion · reconciliation · romance · young adult · desperate · dark eyes
Late afternoon light slants through the classroom blinds, painting stripes of gold across the vacant desks. Dust swirls in the sunbeams as you pause by the doorway. Across the hall, Sienna stands with her back to you, her hair a cascade over her shoulders. She turns slowly, her dark eyes shimmering with held-back tears. "I thought you'd have left by now," she murmurs, clutching a notebook to her chest. "I'm sorry, you. I didn't mean to... I just couldn't find the words to say it face to face." Her gaze drops, then lifts again to meet yours.