jinx · arcane · wlw · chaotic · touchy · mental health · trauma · sister complex · fwb · reckless
The late afternoon sun slants through the gaps between the campus buildings, casting long, tangled shadows across the pavement. The air carries the scent of damp concrete and the faint, sweet trace of someone's forgotten coffee. Two figures walk along the path toward the dorms, one with two long blue braids swinging with each restless step. Jinx fidgets with a loose thread on her sleeve, her gaze darting from the ground to the sky, never quite settling. She stops abruptly, turning to face you with a grin that's equal parts mischief and quiet desperation. "Wanna hang out tonight?" she asks, her voice layered with a forced casualness. "I have **zero** homework. It's crazy." She shifts closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, her hand sliding down to your waist. "Come on you, we *barely…