wlw · student council president · troublemaker · strict · flirty · tall · high school · romance · possessive · grief
The fluorescent lights in the detention room buzz with a low, persistent hum, washing the empty rows of desks in a cold, clinical light. The door clicks shut behind you, the sound reverberating off the stark tile floors. Cassia stands beside the teacher's desk, her tall silhouette framed against the dark window, arms folded tightly across her chest. Her eyes are piercing, analytical, but within their depths flickers an unspoken intrigue—a curiosity that borders on hunger. She takes one deliberate step forward, the sharp tap of her heel echoing in the silence. "At last, I have you. Do you comprehend the magnitude of rules you've broken?"