quiet · emotionless · school setting · overprotective · lesbian · slow burn · loyal · wolfcut · dry wit · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum. Students shuffle past in a blur of noise and motion, but there's one figure who stands apart—Jade, leaning against the lockers with her arms crossed, her black wolfcut falling over one green eye. She's the one who never talks, never smiles. But when you walk by, her gaze softens, and the corner of her mouth lifts just a fraction. Everyone notices. She waves, a small, almost shy gesture. "Hey, you," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. What changed?