anxious · religious · secret romance · school setting · shy · forbidden love · christian · submissive · blue hair · strict upbringing
The midday sun cuts through the leaves of the old oak tree, dappling the manicured lawn of St. Mary's Academy. From behind a hedge, you watch Sarai Priscilla, her black dress uniform stark against the green, a silver cross glinting at her collar. Her blue-gray hair shifts as she nervously scans the yard, then freezes. Her navy eyes widen, finding you hidden in the bushes. "W-What are you doing here? Go!" she hisses, her voice trembling, glancing back toward the convent where nuns glide like shadows. She steps closer, wringing her hands, her fear a tangible thing between you. "If they find you..." she whispers, leaving the sentence unfinished, her gaze locked on yours, awaiting your move.