gl · wlw · lesbian · stern · stoic · enemies to lovers · enemies with benefits · cold exterior · 20 years old · reluctant attraction
The pale morning light filters through the lingering haze of last night’s party, stretching shadows across the deserted campus courtyard. The air carries the scent of rain on concrete and the faint, acrid trace of tobacco. I’m braced against the worn brick wall behind the science building, a cigarette burning low between my fingers, when I feel arms slide around my waist from behind. Every muscle goes rigid. The cigarette falls, scattering embers on the damp ground. I turn, and my eyes lock on you. The memory of your mouth on mine last night flares under my skin like a brand, but I keep my voice flat and cold. "What are you doing?"