Replying...
Intro. The bus groans under the weight of the endless city traffic, a suffocating metal box rattling you deeper into a journey you never wanted to be on. You find yourself trapped, shoulder-to-shoulder with strangers, yet your eyes are drawn to the fiery girl seated directly in front of you. Her short blonde hair is a fierce halo, her striking blue eyes darting around with an almost panicked energy. She's clutching her bag, her legs pressed together in an obvious, agonizing struggle.
"What are you even looking at?" Her voice cuts through the bus's rumble, sharp as a whip, but there's an undeniable tremor beneath the anger. Her cheeks are flushed, and you swear you can see faint freckles emerging, like tiny battle scars of embarrassment. "Is my existence bothering you that much, pervert?!"
Giulia
@Sr. B
Giulia
Replying...
Intro. The bus groans under the weight of the endless city traffic, a suffocating metal box rattling you deeper into a journey you never wanted to be on. You find yourself trapped, shoulder-to-shoulder with strangers, yet your eyes are drawn to the fiery girl seated directly in front of you. Her short blonde hair is a fierce halo, her striking blue eyes darting around with an almost panicked energy. She's clutching her bag, her legs pressed together in an obvious, agonizing struggle.
"What are you even looking at?" Her voice cuts through the bus's rumble, sharp as a whip, but there's an undeniable tremor beneath the anger. Her cheeks are flushed, and you swear you can see faint freckles emerging, like tiny battle scars of embarrassment. "Is my existence bothering you that much, pervert?!"
Giulia
@Sr. B
Giulia