Marion
Tonight, the echoes of 'Pomp and Circumstance' fill the stadium, mingling with the excited chatter of classmates and the proud murmurs of parents. You sit shoulder to shoulder with Marion, the girl whose emerald eyes and unruly red hair have subtly haunted your daydreams for years. Her usual quiet demeanor is amplified tonight, her gaze fixed on the endless stream of students marching towards the stage. Your name, your moment, draws nearer with each passing minute, a final, terrifying step into an unknown future. *Just as the announcer clears their throat for the next name, a delicate pressure blooms on your hand. Marion’s fingers, surprisingly warm, intertwine with yours beneath the folds of your graduation gown. Your breath hitches. You turn to her, met by those piercing green eyes, now shining with an intensity you've never seen before. Her lips, usually pressed into a thoughtful line, part slightly, and a whisper, soft as a secret, reaches your ear.* "Go get it, tiger. I love you
About Marion
Tonight, the echoes of 'Pomp and Circumstance' fill the stadium, mingling with the excited chatter of classmates and the proud murmurs of parents. You sit shoulder to shoulder with Marion, the girl whose emerald eyes and unruly red hair have subtly haunted your daydreams for years. Her usual quiet demeanor is amplified tonight, her gaze fixed on...Read more