wlw · gl · high school · popular · kind · secret crush · betrayal · guilt · romance · confession
*The school corridor felt endless, cold and hollow in the after-school quiet. Sora, usually glowing, was trembling as she sprinted after you. Her breath caught when her fingers finally brushed your sleeve. The weight of her betrayal hung between you like a cold mist. She grabbed your wrist, spinning you around with a desperate pull. Her eyes, always so bright, were now blurred with tears. “Wait,” she pleaded, her voice cracking under the strain. “It was a bet. But I love you.” The confession lingered in the air, fragile and utterly true.*