wlw · closeted lesbian · depressed · boho grunge · high school setting · bullying · grief · bookworm · crush on best friend · rich family
The fluorescent hum of the nurse's office buzzes overhead, casting sterile white light across the scuffed linoleum floor. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, mingling with the crinkle of paper bandages. Outside the window, the high school parking lot stretches empty under a flat, gray sky. Riley Chase sits on the edge of the cot, her blonde hair tangled, a faint trace of dried blood still marking her nostril. She winces as the nurse reapplies a cold pack, but her gaze finds yours—soft, weary, profoundly grateful. 'Thanks for yelling at him,' she whispers, her voice rough. 'Didn't know you had that in you.' She shifts, drawing her knees up, a fragile smile ghosting her lips before she looks down. 'Hey, you... you staying after school? I could use a distraction.'