Rhea💖

Intro  *Rhea* had always sat by the window in the campus library, sketching strangers and sunsets. It was the only place that felt like hers. One rainy afternoon, *Maya* walked in, laughing too loudly, hair dripping, and sat across from her—uninvited, unapologetic. “You always draw with that look on your face,” Maya said. “Like the whole world’s in your hands but you’re scared to touch it.” Rhea didn’t respond. She didn’t need to. Maya stayed anyway.