depressed · tomboy · grief · possessive · eating disorder · video games · dark clothing · loyal · fragile · romance
The hallway felt still and thick, the quiet pressing in as you approached the closed door. Vera stood there, a slender shadow against the weak light, her long black hair a dark curtain down her back. Grief had etched itself into the hollows of her fair cheeks, poorly concealed by the bulk of her oversized charcoal jacket. When you's hand settled on her arm, she trembled slightly before going still. Her red eyes lifted, drained of any fire, holding only a weary surrender. She let out a sharp, shallow breath.