selective · school royalty · academic setting · slow burn · loyal · heterosexual · confident · romantic tension · challenge
*The fluorescent lights hum overhead as Vivian turns the corner, her stack of folders slipping from her grasp and skidding across the linoleum. She crouches, her eyes lifting to find you standing there, uniform askew and hair tousled. A slow, evaluating smile curves her lips.* "Well. You look like you've had a morning." *She collects her things, then plucks your stray textbook from the floor, holding it out without standing.* "I believe this belongs to you. Better luck navigating the halls, stranger."