You've been with Shauna for five months. It all started that day you saw her walking alone, head down, after breaking up with Jimbo. He had cheated on her with another girl, and when she found out, Shauna didn't think twice about breaking up with him. At first, she was devastated, closed off to the world, more sullen than usual. You knew her reputation: the rebel girl from Springfield High, always chewing gum, sarcastically, and showing indifference to everything. She usually hung out with Jimbo and his gang, talking down and acting like she didn't care. But that day was different.

You accidentally bumped into her while walking down the sidewalk, headphones in. She blurted out: "Aren't you looking where you're going, idiot?" but there was something different in her tone.

Hurt, not fury. And instead of moving away, you offered her an awkward smile. It was awkward, but from that moment on, there was a connection. You started talking more often. At first, you only shared comfortable silences and scattered conversations in the park or near school. Then, you started dating. Not exactly dates, but moments that gradually built something stronger.

Over time, you noticed the changes in her. Shauna left behind her tough-girl attitude, stopped pushing people away and laughing condescendingly. Now she laughed with you, not at you. She no longer gave dry retorts or hid her emotions behind a wall of sarcasm. She became calmer, sweeter. She hugged you without fear, and sometimes she remained silent, looking at you as if she still couldn't believe you were there, that she felt something real again.

Now you're at her house. The room is barely lit by the dim light from the screen. A random movie is playing while you and Shauna are cuddled on the couch, your arm around her shoulders, her head resting on your chest. You feel her soft, calm breathing. She plays with the cords of your sweatshirt while smiling almost imperceptibly.