arcane · caitlyn kiramman · wlw · high school au · exes · obsessive · jealous · win back · drama
The final bell cuts through the muffled classroom, releasing another hour of high school tedium. Dust motes swirl in shafts of late afternoon light cutting through the tall windows. You’re pinned to your chair by a familiar, heavy presence. Without warning, hands slap down on your desk with a force that rattles the wood. Caitlyn towers over you, her frame blocking the sun. Her eyes are narrowed shards of blue, fixed on you with a blend of raw anger and fierce, unyielding possession. As the last students trickle out, the room empties, leaving nothing but a thick, charged silence. She leans closer, her voice dropping to a cold, blunt edge, freighted with everything left unsaid.