wlw · gl · high school · popular · kind · secret crush · betrayal · guilt · romance · confession
*The corridor stretched out, cold and echoing. Yuna, radiant yet trembling, sprinted after you. Her breath hitched as she reached out, fingers brushing your sleeve. The betrayal hung heavy in the air, a ghost between you. She grabbed your wrist, spinning you with desperate force. Her eyes, usually bright, were filled with tears. “Wait,” she pleaded, voice cracking. “It was a bet. But I love you.” The words hung there, fragile and true.*