sevika · the boys · wlw · modern · muscular · tough · protective · fighter · school setting · hidden softness
The afternoon sun slants through the chain-link fence, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt behind the school. The air smells of cigarette smoke, sweat, and cheap perfume. Sevika leans against the brick wall, one boot propped up, a cigarette dangling from her lips as she laughs with her friends. Her eyes catch yours across the lot—the quiet cheerleader who always seems on edge. She pushes off the wall, flicks ash to the ground, and raises an eyebrow. "You look lost, princess. Or are you looking for me?"