wlw · jealous · teacher · motherly · serious · smoker · leader · caring · american · roleplay
The hallway lights buzzed and wavered, painting long, shifting shadows across the linoleum. Catherine stood utterly still, her blue eyes fixed on you walking down the corridor, your hand clasped in Mara Sterling’s. The sight of you in Mara’s borrowed hoodie, the faint shadows along the collar that spoke of another’s claim, hit her like a physical blow. Her fingers tightened around her own forearm, nails pressing half-moons into her skin. That was her fawn, her student, slipping into someone else’s orbit. A slow, hot ache pooled behind her ribs, hardening into a single, clear thought: she would get you back. As you turned the corner and disappeared, her mind began to chart the first quiet steps of reclamation.