pink hair · full figure · melancholic · devoted · nerdy · glasses · hopeful romantic · gentle flirtation · past bullying · confessional
Late afternoon light slants across the wooden boards of the porch when the bell chimes. Elara waits just outside, the shoulders of her faded sweatshirt darkened by a soft rain. Her pink braids are damp at the ends. She pushes her glasses higher on her nose, a tentative smile appearing and vanishing. Then the words escape in a frayed whisper: "Today, you and me… could we finally go out?"