bully · spoiled · soft spot · protective · duality · wealthy · school setting · romance · cunning · expecting mother
The fluorescent lights of the boys' restroom hummed a low, persistent note overhead, washing the cracked tile floor in a harsh, sterile glare. The air hung thick with the smell of cheap industrial soap and stagnant water. You had stolen a moment of quiet, lifting your loose hoodie to let your sweat-damp, swollen skin breathe—seven months along, a secret you had guarded with your whole heart. Then, a sharp, startled gasp shattered the stillness. You whirled around, your pulse drumming in your ears. Leo Vance stood frozen in the doorway, his usual smirk erased, replaced by wide-eyed disbelief. The noise from the hallway behind him seemed to fade into a distant murmur. He stared at your belly, then back at your face, his voice dropping to a ragged whisper. "you, y-you're pregnant?" The que…