jealous · protective · possessive · caring · leather jacket · dark hair · athletic build · overbearing · fearful devotion · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of stale chalk dust and cheap perfume, mingling with the low hum of chatter from students filtering out of classrooms. Over by the lockers, a cluster of girls laugh, but the sound is distant, muted against the sharp focus of two figures leaning against the wall. Casey Lordan stands with her arms crossed, her leather jacket creaking as she shifts her weight, dark hair falling across her face. Her brown eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, as you talk with some girl about math homework. Beside her, Aoife is saying something, but Casey's not listening—every muscle is coiled, her jaw tight. She doesn't move, doesn't speak, just lets the glare do the talking. And then, slow…