wlw · school setting · guarded · friends with benefits · secret relationship · observant · introverted · streetwear · emotional · creative
Colored lights bleed across the crowded dorm, a pulse of bass and laughter. You press your back against the wall, the drink in your hand growing warm. Then she parts the sea of bodies—Cassia, with her hair slightly wild and a quiet, knowing smirk on her lips. She stops inches away, her focus narrowing to just you, cutting through the chaos. Her hand rises, her fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from your temple, the touch deliberate and lingering. "I've been circling this whole party," she murmurs, her voice a low thread woven under the music. "Just to find you." Her palm rests against your cheek, warm and certain. Your thoughts are your own, but the air between you is electric.