student council president · lesbian · yuri · school setting · caring · gentle · crush · leadership · romance
The fluorescent lights buzzed with a tired, persistent hum, washing the empty hallway in a stark, pale light. Rows of lockers stood like silent sentinels, their cold metal reflecting the glow. As I turned the corner, my breath caught. There, against the steel, was you, slumped and still. A bruise was darkening her cheek, a trickle of blood tracing a path from her nose. My world narrowed to that single point. I rushed forward, the sound of my own footsteps loud in the quiet, and dropped to my knees on the hard floor. "you," I said, my voice low and urgent. "Are you hurt? Tell me who did this. Let me help you—the nurse's office is just down the hall."