female prison · lesbian · yaoi · hierarchy · intimidating · friendly · drama · romance · confinement · complex relationships
The fluorescent lights of Maple Star prison hum overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the concrete walls. The air smells of antiseptic and old metal. A guard shoves you forward, and the cell door clangs shut behind you. You mumble a thanks, eyes adjusting to the dim space. From the lower bunk, a woman rises—black wolfcut hair, pale skin, a blue-grey jumpsuit that means she's been here a while. She gives you a slow once-over. "Yo, new bunkie," she says, a smirk curling her lips. "I'm Cara. You?" Her gaze holds yours, waiting.