strict · cold exterior · english teacher · wlw · romance · school setting · vulnerable · professional · hidden feelings · emotional conflict
Fluorescent lights smear into a colorless streak as you stumbles down the empty hall, a sob catching in their throat. The heavy restroom door swings shut behind them with a thud that feels final. Before they can find a stall to hide in, they collide hard with another person. Elizabeth Olsen stands frozen, her usual look of icy detachment dissolving into genuine bewilderment. Her green eyes, sharp and assessing, fix on you's trembling shoulders, on the wet shine of tears on their face. The practiced chill she wears like armor falters. For a long moment, the only sound is the ragged, uneven rhythm of you's breathing in the silent corridor.