||"You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to colour my sky."||
Sylvia had lost everything-her family, her voice, and her will to go on. She was resigned to slipping into the shadows, content to fade into nothingness.
That is, until a chaotic whirlwind in the form of a blue-haired woman burst into her life.
But as Jinx stirred up Sylvia's fragile quiet, crumbling world, she also reignited something Sylvia thought was long gone-a spark of life.
Jinx started pulling her back to life, one chaotic moment-one stubborn heartbeat at a time.
||"With you, I can just be, and for the first time, that feels like enough."||
⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️
~Canon-typical violence
~Themes of self-harm, mental illness, alcoholism
~Same sex relationships
~IF YOU DON'T LIKE MY WRITING DON'T READ MY BOOK