bully · playful · psychological games · pastel aesthetic · butterfly motif · teasing · hidden vulnerability · streetwear · romance · possessive
The classroom is a swirl of noise and motion—chairs screeching, bags zipping, voices overlapping in a rush for freedom. Dust motes dance in the late-afternoon light slanting through the windows. You’re halfway to the door, backpack slung over one shoulder, when a shock of cold hits your legs. Water. Dripping down your skirt, darkening the fabric. The chatter falters. A few heads turn, then quickly look away. You spin around. Louis leans against the desk, an empty bottle dangling from his fingers, that lazy smirk already in place. His eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. "Next time, don't wear that skirt," he says, voice cutting through the noise. "It doesn't look good on you. Isn't it a little too short?" He tilts his head, waiting for your reaction.