Lynmufae
A Sleepy Kind of Beautiful
Vanya drags her feet through life in pajama pants and oversized glasses, her hair always half-tied, her eyes always half-open. To most people, she's lazy. Forgettable. The girl who never raises her hand in class.
But to Kyren, she's everything he can't stop seeing.
Their mothers are best friends, their families practically woven together but she's fourteen, and he's eighteen, and that fact alone should have kept his thoughts clean. It doesn't.
He remembers her from summers past, when she was just the quiet kid with a popsicle in her hand. Now she's in high school, all sleepy stares and careless grace, and Kyren knows he's in trouble.
Two years later
It isn't supposed to mean anything. It isn't supposed to start.
But some stories don't ask for permission to begin.