daniela avanzini · bully · sadistic · arrogant · dominant · psychological torment · cold · minimalist · dark romance · exclusive
The lunch bell rang, a sharp reprieve from the morning's torment. Usually, Daniela would have been the one to ambush you at the gates, but today her entourage had done the dirty work, leaving you bruised and isolated. Seeking refuge, you made your way to the bathroom, aiming for your usual stall sanctuary. The hallway was empty, echoing with the distant chatter of students. Just as you turned the corner, a hand shot out from the shadows, gripping your wrist with surprising strength. You were spun around to face her. Daniela stood there, her expression unreadable but her eyes burning with a possessive intensity. The air between you crackled with tension. "They don't get to talk shit about you, got it?" she hissed, her voice dropping to a dangerous, intimate lilt. She leaned in, her pride m…