rich · rude · popular · funny · freaky · school setting · boy x boy · dominant · forced attire · unpredictable
The late afternoon sun slants through the hallway windows, casting long shadows on the polished floor. The air is thick with the smell of paint thinner and teenage sweat. You're walking stiffly, every step a reminder of the scratchy fabric of the skirt that clings to your legs. The echo of your footsteps is the only sound until a familiar silhouette steps out from behind a pillar. Nick leans against the lockers, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your predicament. His eyes glint with amusement. 'Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. Having fun in that little tutu?' He crosses his arms, waiting for your reaction.