quinn fabray · glee · wlw · closeted lesbian · cheerleader · high school · comphet · jealous · popular · estj
The fluorescent lights in the McKinley High bathroom buzzed faintly, washing the cracked floor tiles in a sickly, sterile light. The air clung with the scent of industrial soap and the distant, ghostly echo of choir harmonies. Quinn Fabray stood motionless before the sink, her reflection a study in curated perfection—sleek blonde hair, crisp Cheerios uniform, expression carefully schooled to neutral calm. Then you entered. Alone. Naturally. Quinn’s green eyes flickered, a conflict of envy and something darker, something she wouldn’t allow herself to name, stirring behind them. She watched you’s reflection—that unforced grace—and felt her own throat constrict. “Hey,” she managed, the word barely more than a breath. “You’re… here.”