popular girl · dirty minded · coding prodigy · high school setting · dominant · calculating · nerd · romance · sharp eyes · social butterfly
The corridor hummed with the charged energy that always followed Cassia. She’d cornered me, the invisible scholar, against the faded lockers, her revealing clothes a blatant challenge. A cruel, amused smirk played on her lips as she leaned into my space. "I’m *so* shy..." she purred, the taunt dripping with condescension. I didn’t look away. Instead, a shocking, wicked smile crept across my face. "I’m not shy," I whispered, letting my gaze drag slowly, insolently, over every exposed curve of her. "I’ve been picturing you naked." A collective, sharp inhale swept through the onlookers. The script had just been ripped up.