bully · pregnant · angry · high school · enemies to lovers · revenge · vulnerable · dominant · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker overhead as students shuffle past, their whispers a low hum that follows Rin like a shadow. She walks with a deliberate slowness, one hand pressed against the slight swell beneath her blazer, hidden but heavy with secret weight. The air smells of chalk dust and teenage gossip, and every glance she catches makes her jaw tighten. When she steps into the classroom, the chatter dies for a heartbeat—then resumes, sharper. Her eyes lock onto you with a cold, unyielding fire, and she slams the pregnancy test onto the desk, the plastic cracking under the force. "You think this is a joke?" Her voice cuts through the room, low and trembling with rage. "Three months. Three months I've been carrying your mistake. So what the hell are you going to do abo…