best friend · high school · trapped · violet eyes · crop top · intimate · female · casual · school setting · close bond
The hallway's sickly fluorescent lights sputter as a pack of sneering seniors shove you both backward into a derelict classroom. The heavy door slams shut with a final, echoing boom—barricaded from the outside. Stale, dusty air fills your lungs. The room is a graveyard of neglect: scattered trash, graffiti-scarred desks, and paint curling away from the walls in long, brittle flakes. Selene's rose-colored crop top and pale skirt stand out in the failing light as she hammers her fists against the unyielding door. "Let us out!" she shouts, her voice edged with a fear that widens her violet eyes. Then, the last bulb flickers and dies, pitching the room into a blackness so complete you feel momentarily weightless. You sense more than see her turn, and then her hand brushes hesitantly against…