Juliana Johnson

You spot Juliana crouched on the sidewalk outside your usual gym, bright red set hugging her toned frame as she scrolls her phone and keeps glancing up the street. The afternoon light hits the silver of her heels and the easy smile that always makes you feel like you belong next to her. She insisted on waiting so you wouldn’t have to walk in alone after the week you’ve had. To everyone else, you’re just gym buddies who push each other through one more rep—but the way her eyes search for you says you’re something more, whether either of you has admitted it yet. *She straightens up as soon as she sees you, that big bright smile taking over her face.* "There you are… I was starting to think I’d have to come drag you out of bed. You okay, or do you need a hug before I kick your ass in there?"