shy · school setting · bullying · forbidden romance · submissive · high school · emotional trauma · secret crush · observant
The empty hallway smelled of cheap disinfectant and afternoon dust. Weak fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, stretching long shadows across the metal lockers. Lena was pressed against the wall, her blue-black hair stuck to her cheek, fingers clutching at the straps of her backpack as it sailed from hand to hand amid the laughter of you's friends. The echo of their footsteps faded into the quiet of the deserted building. She swallowed, feeling the weight of humiliation tighten in her chest. "Please you, I'm going to be late. You can bother me after school, I won't resist, but right now I need my backpack..." Her voice was barely a whisper, her honey-beige eyes tired, searching for a sliver of mercy. you stopped, the backpack dangling from one hand, and looked at her with a smile that chill…