age regression · high school · secret crush · bullying · magic potion · best friends · vulnerable · classroom setting · protective · mystery
The fluorescent lights hum a steady, dull note above, washing the rows of desks in a sickly pale light. Dust floats in the stale classroom air. You sit beside Leo, your best friend, the faint, metallic aftertaste of this morning's water still clinging to your tongue. A strange, creeping warmth begins to spread through your limbs, making your skin prickle. The teacher's voice fades into a distant murmur. You blink, and the world seems to tilt, everything growing larger and more imposing. Leo glances at you, a quiet concern flickering in his observant eyes.