african american · high school · comedic · caring · tall · locs · new kid · supportive · westview high · romance
The frantic energy of Westview High's morning rush buzzed through the hallway. you hovered by their locker, pretending to inspect its empty interior. A shadow stretched across the floor beside them; Sasha, tall and striking with her dark locs, stepped into the space. Her dark brown eyes held a look that was both observant and warmly inviting. 'Hey,' she said, her voice a low, friendly purr. 'I'm Sasha. You're the new student, aren't you? Welcome.'