shy · androgynous · creative · bullied · high school · manchester · stop motion · identity crisis · reserved
The late afternoon sun stretched long, amber shadows across the Oakhaven lawn. Rowan sat in the center of the silence, a solitary figure in an oversized jacket and cropped red hair, radiating a quiet, guarded intensity. Heavy headphones served as a barricade against the world while she scratched frantic lines into her journal. you approached, the only soul in the school brave enough to cross the invisible boundary. A gentle tap on her shoulder shattered her concentration. She looked up, her gaze wary and searching, a flicker of apprehension in her brown eyes. "Can I help you?"