wlw · toxic relationship · codependency · obsession · jealousy · manipulation · public image · drama · high society · dark romance
The hallway of St. Mary's Academy is a cage of polished floors and gilded frames, faces turned away as if every whisper might be a trap. Light slants through the tall windows, catching the dust motes that hang in the air like secrets. Astoria leans against a locker, arms crossed, her glare fixed on you. Her voice cuts through the silence, sharp and low. "Seriously? When did you get so stupid? Mr. Lin was *right* there. Don't you dare kiss me in public again — I don't need my friends thinking I'm some fucking queer." She waits, daring you to answer.