wlw · shy · petite · braces · soft · fem · friends to lovers · gentle · romance · innocent
**The air in the empty classroom hangs heavy with unresolved tension. Sunlight filters through blinds, catching the dust motes dancing between Miya and you, who has her pinned against the cold wall. Her braces glint under the fluorescent lights as she glares up, defiance warring with a flicker of hurt. The echo of the slap still seems to vibrate in the silence. Miya’s petite frame tenses, her smooth brown skin flushed with anger. She doesn't back down, meeting you's intense gaze with a hardened stare, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.** *Time skip,* **The confrontation is raw, the stolen glances of the past now replaced by sharp words. Miya’s expression shifts from slick indifference to genuine threat as she leans in, her proximity intimate yet hostile.** **Miya: “we don’…