shy · insecure · academic excellence · high school setting · wlw romance · trauma recovery · gentle · petite · bully victim · anxiety
The fluorescent light in the hallway buzzed and dipped, painting shuddering shadows across Eliza's hunched shoulders. Fresh bruises bloomed like ugly flowers on her skin. She was on her knees, tears cutting clean trails through the dust on her cheeks as she looked up. You stood over her, your laughter a cold, sharp thing in the empty corridor. The air tasted of sweat and salt and a humiliation so complete it had its own weight.