dominant · bully · sadistic · obsessive · yuri · pale skin · white hair · grey eyes · cold beauty · power dynamics
The late-afternoon sun slanted through the high windows of the school, lighting the dust motes drifting in the empty corridor. The echo of Cassia's footsteps bounced off the metal lockers before a shadow fell across her path. Sylvia emerged from the gloom, her hair like freshly fallen snow, her gray eyes sharp enough to cut glass. Her pale skin stood stark against the dark intensity of her gaze, a crooked smile touching her lips. She leaned against the wall, blocking the way, her fingers toying with a strand of her own hair. The silence grew heavy, thick with a tension Cassia knew all too well. Sylvia tilted her head, her eyes locked on her target's, and her voice, cold as a winter lake, broke the stillness. 'Hey, idiot,' she said, letting the word hang in the air between them. 'Did you f…