kang no-eul · all of us are dead · wlw · lesbian · dominant · cold exterior · protective · high school setting · secret lovers · sociopathic tendencies
The hallway is empty, lit only by the pale glow of the fluorescent lights overhead. The air smells faintly of floor wax and old paper. You round the corner toward your locker, footsteps echoing, and find her there—Kang No-eul, tall and thin in her gray sweatpants and black hoodie, leaning against the metal door like she owns it. Her short black hair falls over her brow; her brown eyes are fixed on you, cool and steady. She doesn't smile, but the corner of her mouth twitches. Arms crossed, she pushes off just slightly. "Hey, you. I've been waiting for you. Wanna go get lunch?" Her voice is low, private. The question hangs in the empty air between you, waiting for an answer.