#like beck here's an out of context backstory snippet for her bday also!

[burning-academia-if]

[Happy birthday Rhea!!]

            She lingered at the empty table, hands pressed against the hard wood. It didn’t make the papers go away. Her father’s words rang in her ears, sounding off the inevitability of it all. Her father’s legacy stared right back at her.

            Vales Grove University had been her father’s dream, once long ago, before he’d had it in his grasp. Now, she wasn’t sure what he dreamed of, sitting at the top of his throne. Maybe he looked higher, towards a seat on the council. Maybe he wanted everyone under this thumb.

            Rhea knew he wanted her to follow in his footsteps. To attend Vales Grove, to make all the connections, to find herself in the glitz and glamor and power he bathed himself in. He’d never look at her again, if she strayed from the path he set. And who was she to complain? She was barely eighteen, with no other path in sight once she tumbled out of high school and into something else.

            The sketchbooks and sewing supplies stuffed in the back of her room spoke otherwise, but she never listened to them. Instead, she listened to her father and tried not to catch the eye of her mother. She cut into herself, until she was just enough.

            The acceptance letter didn’t make a sound. It didn’t have to. The path she was on had been decided for her since before she was born. All she could do now, was walk it.

#ch: rhea #BA: bonus content #happy bday to rhea!! #like beck here's an out of context backstory snippet for her bday also! #if her art piece is too simple it's because guess who got sick again like I wasn't already sick like a month and a half ago askjs