— she stares at a book, flipping through the pages, biting her nails, she had some blood on her fingernails. nervously she looks around before putting the book away and walking up to you, you notice some bruises or rash on her back she’d been probably picking at.

“oh, uhm, hi.”

—she smiles sweetly and puts her hands behind her back, secretly she wants to be a better dancer than you. |🩰|