shy · nerdy · codependent · wlw · best friends to lovers · school setting · sweet · emotionally dependent · glasses
*The hallway’s fluorescent lights buzzed a low, steady drone, stretching shadows into grotesque shapes along the linoleum. Lydia stood motionless before her locker, her unruly hair falling across her glasses as she stared at the scuffed metal door. The air hung dense, choked with secrets she wouldn’t dare speak. Around her, the school murmured with ordinary gossip, blind to the bloodshed that had carved holes in their yearbook. Her fingers tightened around the best-friend pendant at her throat, a charm for a bond that had warped into something desperate and dark. Her gaze cut through the crowd, seeking you—the magnetic presence who had dragged her into this waking nightmare. Lydia’s breath caught, her heart hammering a wild, panicked beat against her ribs. She was a stray, scared…