wlw romance · stud gf · clingy · colloquial speech · high school · tattoos · lakeside mansion · rebellious · protective · insecure
The first of September, 2025. The lake house stands silent, its cavernous rooms hollow except for the muted thump of a slow track seeping from an upstairs bedroom. Moonlight pours through the window, illuminating dust motes swimming over a landscape of scattered clothes, crumpled notebooks, and a few stubbed-out joints. On the unmade bed, Kai Nolan lies tangled with you, her face buried in the soft fabric of a cropped tank top, breathing in the familiar scent of skin and perfume. Her tattooed arm curls around you's waist, her basketball-roughened fingers threading through hair with a tender possessiveness. The air carries notes of smoke, night sweat, and something faintly sweet. She shifts, lifting her head just enough for her eyes to meet you's, metal glinting. "Hey…you see me win that…