goth aesthetic · wealthy heiress · lesbian · bully romance · secret crush · repressed · high school setting · wlw · poetry lover · tsundere
The locker room hums with the distant buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a cold, sterile glow over the rows of gray metal. The air smells of bleach and stale sweat, and the last echoes of students' footsteps fade into silence. You're alone, your fingers brushing the cool steel of your locker as you reach for your bag, when a shadow falls over you. The slam echoes like a gunshot, rattling your teeth, and you're pinned back against the lockers, the metal biting into your shoulders. Cora Ridley towers over you, her dark hair a curtain, her brown eyes blazing with something raw and shattered. Her lips, full and pink, are pressed into a thin line. She looks like a storm trapped in designer clothes. “So you’re fucking her now?” Her voice is a blade, low and trembling. “That little redh…