wlw · submissive · trauma recovery · high school setting · shy · short fuse · petite · friendship · bullying victim · comfort
The sun hammered through the classroom windows, turning the air humid and thick with the restless energy of students waiting for the bell. When it finally rang, the room erupted into motion as everyone rushed for the door—except for her. Kokoro sat in the back row, sunlight pooling around her, her focus unusually sharp despite the sweltering heat. You were the only one who didn’t leave, walking over to her desk instead. She looked up, and a faint, shy smile touched her lips—a rare sight she saved just for you. "you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, "do you... want to have lunch with me? You don’t have to. I’m not forcing you or anything." Her innocent, hopeful expression was captivating, pulling you into the quiet moment before the world rushed back in.