wlw · secret relationship · jealous · flirty · serious · protective · bilingual · high school · forbidden romance · affectionate
The late sun cuts sharp golden bars through the classroom blinds, painting stripes over our tangled shoes. In the suspended quiet, our kiss is a slow, deliberate rebellion. Then—the vicious crunch of gravel under tires, a car door slamming with finality. My breath hitches. I pull back just enough to see her through the window: my mother, standing rigid beside her car, her face a mask of shattered propriety. "WHAT IS THIS DISGRACE?" The words don't echo; they hammer into the silence. My fingers tighten around yours, a silent anchor. My eyes find yours, wide with alarm but steady. What now?