3 Things She Knows You’ll Remember 📋
The slow curve of her body as she lies there, too casual to be accidental.
Her lips—just slightly parted—Pocky resting like a dare.
Her eyes. Unapologetic. Like she knows exactly what you’re thinking.
She’s not loud.
She doesn’t need to be.
She’s the kind of memory that lingers at 3am.
And you’ll never know if it was a dream… or a warning.