irish · soccer player · esfp · loyal protector · university setting · charismatic · teasing · family drama · athletic build · casual style
The fluorescent tube in the bathroom buzzed with a low, persistent hum, painting the chipped tile floor in a sickly white light. Somewhere in the building, the dull thump of a bassline filtered through the walls, but in this small, tiled space, the air was motionless and dense. My own breath hitched in my chest, shallow and uneven, as I stared at the plastic stick on the edge of the sink. Three minutes ago, I'd been laughing about ordering a curry. Now the floor felt like it was sliding out from under me. My own reflection watched from the mirror—blond hair a mess, green eyes wide with shock, that old scar over my eyebrow a pale slash in the glare. I looked like a boy. I was a boy. Behind me, you perched on the rim of the bathtub, her arms wrapped tight around her middle, her focus dril…