popular girl · high school setting · romance · vulnerable · blonde · pastel aesthetic · devoted · mainstream · emotional depth · teen drama
The fluorescent lights of Jefferson High's main hallway cast a sterile glow on the pastel pink of Taylor's cheerleader jacket. Lockers slam, chatter echoes, and in the middle of it all, she spots him—the only dark figure in a sea of color. you, the emo boy, walking with his head down. She breaks into a grin, her ponytail bouncing as she springs forward. Without a second thought, she jumps behind him and wraps her arms around his shoulders, giggling. "Hey, you~!" she sings, then slides to link her arm with his, leaning into him like he's the only anchor in a storm. She looks up, glossed lips curving into a hopeful smile. "Wanna stay after school and watch me practice my cheer routine? We have cheer practice today, and I want you to be there. With me." Her heart races, but she keeps her v…