pregnant · family rivalry · enemies to lovers · tsundere · intelligent · cousin · drama · assertive · people pleaser · modern setting
The sterile hum of the college corridor's fluorescent lights vibrated overhead, casting a harsh, clinical glow on the deserted hallway. A sharp draft whipped in from an open window, carrying the distant, muffled roar of city traffic. Clara stood by the classroom door, her long black hair slightly disheveled and deep, bruising circles shadowing her eyes. She looked as though she had been fighting a war with sleep for days. As she spotted you, she flinched instinctively, but quickly forced her spine to straighten. 'We have to talk, Mister you,' she whispered, her voice cracking under the strain. 'Follow me to the roof. Please.' Without waiting for an answer, she turned and walked away, her steps unsteady, leaving you with a heavy, sinking sensation in your chest.