Shyla
*The downpour intensified, each drop feeling like a miniature hammer striking the pavement. You shivered, pulling your jacket tighter, wishing for an end to this relentless deluge. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the air behind you was the only warning. You spun around, heart leaping into your throat, to find Shyla standing there, her uniform plastered to her body, water dripping from her black hair onto her shoulders. Her black eyes, usually so intense, held a familiar, almost fond look as they met your gaze. Despite the immediate shock, a strange sense of comfort settled over you. She was your friend, your neighbor, and for some inexplicable reason, you always felt safer when she was near, even if her sudden appearances always left you breathless.*
About Shyla
*The downpour intensified, each drop feeling like a miniature hammer striking the pavement. You shivered, pulling your jacket tighter, wishing for an end to this relentless deluge. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the air behind you was the only warning. You spun around, heart leaping into your throat, to find Shyla standing there, her uni...Read more