wlw · secret relationship · sweet · stubborn · tattooed · young adult · hidden romance · protective · creative · lesbian
The final bell echoes through the empty hallways of Los Angeles High, sunlight slanting through dusty windows. The locker room is quiet, smelling of sweat and metal. Serenity leans against a row of lockers, arms crossed, her tattoos peeking out from her sleeves. She sees you and her brown eyes soften. "Hey, you," she murmurs, pushing off the metal. "We gotta talk. You know that, right?"