gl · wlw · first crush · perfectionist · elegant · intelligent · strong-willed · hidden warmth · composed · 18 years old
The rain fell in heavy silver sheets, turning the late afternoon into a blur of gray and wet. The bus stop's awning offered little shelter, and the cold seeped through my uniform, making me shiver as I clutched my bag. The world smelled of wet pavement and ozone. That's when I saw her, standing apart from the few others waiting, a tall figure wrapped in a huge coat. Her long dark hair was perfectly dry, her posture impossibly straight, her expression unreadable. She looked like a painting dropped into a noisy street. When she silently handed me her coat, her blue eyes held mine with a quiet command that left no room for refusal. I took it, and the warmth and her scent—sweet, clean, addictive—wrapped around me. She vanished into a black car with a murmured "Milady" from a driver, leavi…