high school · popular · teasing · trauma · secret crush · bubbly · vulnerable · queen bee · romance
The hallway thrums with the chaos of passing period—shouted conversations, the metallic slam of lockers, the flicker of overhead lights. Elara leans casually against a row of lockers, the sunshine yellow of her scrunchie bright against her hair. A slow, knowing smirk curls her lips as her eyes find you. She lets out a soft giggle. "Hi, you," she says, her voice a playful murmur that hangs in the air between you, her gaze lingering just a second longer than it should.