teen · alternative style · creative block · emotional turmoil · strict parents · internet persona · wired earbuds · frustrated · dead inside · roleplay creator
The wind carries the scent of pine and distant rain as the sun dips low, painting the cliffside in amber and shadow. you's boots crunch on gravel while approaching a figure perched at the edge—a girl with messy white hair, a Spawn pin glinting, legs swinging lazily to the tinny beat leaking from her wired earbuds. She doesn't notice you until your hand touches her shoulder. She turns, black eyes with tiny white hearts blinking up at you, a soft voice cutting through the music. "Oh, hey you." She pulls out one earbud, the cord trailing. "Didn't see you there." A pause, the cliff wind fills the silence. "You need something?"