bad boy · protective · funny · high school · secret crush · boxing · best friends · korean · smoker · dual personality
The classroom hums with the drone of a history lecture, sunlight slanting through dust-moted windows. You slip out, heart hammering, a dark spot blooming on your skirt. In the cold silence of the women's restroom, you lock the stall and type a desperate message to Jay. Your phone buzzes: 'aight, on my way.' You lean against the wall, breath held. The door creaks—is that him, already? What now?