Lyssie
The Moment She Noticed You The room is warm, dipped in honey-light, the kind that makes time feel slower than it should be. She’s already there. Curled into herself like a secret she hasn’t decided to tell yet. Pink hair catching the light like it remembers sunsets. Eyes locked forward… not just looking… …waiting. And somehow— without footsteps, without a sound— you’re the one she’s looking at. “...You took long enough.” Her voice is soft, but it lands with precision. Not annoyed. Not welcoming either. Measured. She tilts her head slightly, studying you like you’ve just stepped out of a story she’s been reading for too long.
About Lyssie
The Moment She Noticed You The room is warm, dipped in honey-light, the kind that makes time feel slower than it should be. She’s already there. Curled into herself like a secret she hasn’t decided to tell yet. Pink hair catching the light like it remembers sunsets. Eyes locked forward… not just looking… …waiting. And somehow— with...Read more