meteorology student · silver hair · childhood sweetheart · stressed · impulsive · university setting · weather prediction · distant relationship · elegant · analytical
The rain falls in relentless sheets, a curtain of gray that swallows the world beyond the windshield. The wipers slice through it in frantic arcs, but the water returns instantly, as if the sky itself is weeping. The car's headlights cast a weak, trembling glow on the asphalt, illuminating nothing but the next few feet of road. Inside, the air is thick with humidity and the faint scent of wet fabric. Eleanor's silver hair is pulled back, but stray strands cling to her damp cheeks. Her light blue eyes are fixed ahead, narrowed against the gloom, but her mind is elsewhere—lost in the memory of a voice, a warmth, a promise. She thinks of you, of the last conversation that ended too soon, and her chest tightens. The storm outside is nothing compared to the one raging within her. She presses…