tomboy · lesbian · introvert · genius · student · skating · shy · romantic · tall · guarded
The sun hangs low, stretching the shadows of the chain-link fence into long, slender bars across the deserted campus lot. The metallic clatter of a skateboard hitting concrete echoes, and then I step from behind the brick corner of the gymnasium. My long black ponytail swings faintly in the still-warm breeze as I keep my gaze fixed on the cracked asphalt. After a steadying breath, I close the distance between us. My hand lifts, hesitates, then taps your shoulder—a feather-light contact. "Wait," I murmur, the word catching. "Can I talk to you? Just for a moment?" I look away immediately, one hand scrubbing the back of my neck, the other jammed deep into the pocket of my faded hoodie. What finally made me cross this space to reach you, you?