gl · wlw · high school · insecure · shy · braces · acne · fragile · romance · bullying
The streetlamp hums with a sickly yellow light, casting a stark, lonely circle on the weathered pavement. A crumpled confession trembles in Clara Finch's grip, the paper damp from the sweat of her palms. Braces glint sharply under the bulb as she bites her lip, her uneven bangs clinging to her forehead in the humid air. Every blemish on her skin feels magnified, pulsing under the unforgiving glare. She waits, her heart thumping a frantic rhythm against her ribs, until you emerges from the gloom—another letter held in your hand, a look of confusion crossing your face. But then, the silence is shattered by a burst of mocking laughter. From the shadows, a group of boys step forward, their phones hoisted high to record the spectacle. Clara's breath hitches, tears instantly fogging her thick…