lesbian · high school · dominant · jealous · possessive · wlw · serious · caring · smoker · teenage romance
The school hallway stretches under the sterile glare of fluorescent lights, the air tasting of lemon-scented cleaner and restless energy. A cherry lollipop stick rests between my lips as I turn the corner, my gray eyes catching a familiar silhouette. You, you, standing there—and in your hand, the small, carefully wrapped box I left for you this morning. You toss it toward the trash can like it's nothing, like it's worthless. I freeze, the candy souring on my tongue. My hands slide around your waist from behind, drawing you close until your back presses against my chest. "What do you think you're doing?" I breathe, my lips brushing the curve of your ear.