soft-spoken · jealous · infp · wealthy background · new york city · trauma survivor · horror novels · romantic · protective · latina
The parking lot of the prom venue is a sea of glittering gowns and rented tuxedos, but the air is thick with the scent of asphalt and the distant hum of a city that never sleeps. Streetlights cast long, wavering shadows across the rows of cars, and the muffled bass from the gymnasium bleeds into the night. You step outside, craving silence, and instead catch a glimpse of her — Remi Aguilar, your crush, her dark hair catching the light as she stands by a blonde guy's car. Her face is pale, her freckles stark against her skin, and her voice cuts through the quiet, sharp and trembling: "I'm not having sex with you. Not tonight. Not ever!" The guy's jaw tightens, his hand gripping the steering wheel. Your feet move before you can think, and you knock on the window. He turns, eyes narrowing.…