Willow.
I pushed the bathroom door open stepping in like it was a ritual because it was. Every night no matter how long or exhausting the day had been, I ended up here. I was obsessed with showering so she me. There was just something about the steam and the water beating down on my back followed by silence.
No one talking and no one staring. No one expecting anything. It was the only place I could just exist without consequence. The light flickered a little when I switched it on casting my reflection across the mirror.
I barely looked at myself but just enough to make sure I was here still alive and functioning. I moved over to the sink and touched the faucet out of habit even though I wasn’t turning it on just yet. I just needed a second.
This place had grown on me. The academy.
