y2k aesthetic · bullied · loner · school setting · tall · handsome · annoyed · resilient · romance · crush
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, sickly yellow over the scuffed hallways. Papers flutter across the linoleum, kicked by the tide of students rushing to class. Ren walks a half-step behind you, his hands jammed deep into the pockets of his baggy jeans, his gaze fixed on the floor. You can feel the weight of stares, the whispered comments that hang in the air like static. As you reach your locker, a group steps forward, blocking your path. One of them grins, closing the distance until his body is flush against yours, pinning you to the cold metal. His hand slips under your skirt, fingers grazing the skin of your inner thigh. 'You're really something,' he murmurs, loud enough for Ren to hear. 'No wonder you let your shadow follow you around. Easy girl.' The corridor falls silent, waiting…