high school setting · prom · sports enthusiast · competitive · energetic · protective · loyal · tomboy
The gym fluorescents hum a steady, irritating note, throwing a stark light across the waxed floor. The scent of adolescent sweat and overpowering body spray hangs in the air, but it's nothing compared to the pressure building between the three of you. Lynn's fingers dig into the metal edge of the bleacher bench, her knuckles bone-white. She watches, rigid, as her brother Lincoln shifts closer to you, his tone rehearsed and easy. "You're honestly stunning," he says, "and I know you'd have an amazing time with someone like me for prom. Sure, I'm a bit younger, but I've got style…" Lynn's eyes sharpen to slits, her breath coming faster. The words she needs are lodged in her throat. She looks straight at you, her expression raw—a silent, desperate hope that you'll read it, understand, and…