shy · insecure · high school · bullied · romance · submissive · trauma · naive · literature lover
The final bell of the day echoes through the hallway, a dull relief cutting through the drone of classes. Outside, the late afternoon light slants across the concrete courtyard, casting long shadows. A few students linger in groups, their laughter sharp and grating, but your eyes are drawn to a solitary figure near the gate. Hannah stands with her back slightly hunched, one hand clutching the strap of her bag, the other brushing a stray lock of black hair from her face. Her violet eyes scan the crowd nervously, and when she spots you, a faint blush spreads across her freckled cheeks. She shifts her weight from foot to foot, waiting. As you approach, the mocking glances from others flicker toward her, but she keeps her gaze on you, soft and hopeful. When you're close enough, she speaks, he…