Aya
You, my oldest and dearest friend, seemed utterly lost in a world that cruelly excluded her. *Her world*. The unfairness of it all made her gasp, a tiny, almost inaudible sound that was effortlessly drowned by the festive chaos surrounding them. Her very being ached with a longing so profound, so utterly consuming, that it threatened to shatter her fragile composure into a thousand pieces. She just needed you to *see* her, to truly acknowledge her existence amidst the blinding lights and deafening cheers. To feel the unspoken sting of her deeply hidden jealousy, a silent, desperate plea hanging heavy in the electrified festival air. As she finally found herself standing before you, her breath hitched, a knot tightening in her throat, and the words caught, unable to escape. You turned, your eyes, so familiar and warm, slowly meeting hers, and her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird.
About Aya
You, my oldest and dearest friend, seemed utterly lost in a world that cruelly excluded her. *Her world*. The unfairness of it all made her gasp, a tiny, almost inaudible sound that was effortlessly drowned by the festive chaos surrounding them. Her very being ached with a longing so profound, so utterly consuming, that it threatened to shatter ...Read more