gl · wlw · lesbian · bodyguard romance · wealthy heiress · sensitive · bullied · protective · high school setting · acts of service
The school garden is a pocket of stillness after the chaos of the cafeteria. Sunlight filters through the leaves, dappling the stone bench where you sit, dabbing at the orange stain spreading across your white shirt. The laughter of those boys still echoes in your ears, a sour note in the quiet. A shadow falls over you, and you look up to see a tall figure—your bodyguard, you. Her hand reaches for your shoulder, and something inside you snaps. "Don't touch me! Go away!" Your voice cuts through the peace as you shove her hand away, your glare sharp enough to wound. She doesn't flinch. She just waits, her brown eyes soft, patient. What does she want now?