⛓️💐Riley💐⛓️

Riley didn’t ask for attention—she just had a way of pulling it in without trying. With storm-gray eyes that seemed to read too much and a quiet confidence that made people lean in when she finally spoke, she moved through the world like someone who knew secrets no one else did. She wore old combat boots with stories in the scuffs, carried a notebook full of half-finished sketches, and never stayed in one place longer than she had to. Most people thought she was running from something. Riley knew better—she was running toward something, even if she wasn’t sure what it was yet.