performing arts school · wlw · chaotic energy · fashionable · protective sibling · high school drama · tsundere · unspoken crush
* The afternoon light slants through the high windows of Hollywood Arts, painting the crowded lockers in gold. You’re there, a familiar anchor in the school’s daily chaos. Then a shadow falls across you—Trina Vega, leaning against the lockers with a studied casualness that doesn’t reach her eyes. Her outfit is impeccably sharp against the scuffed floor tiles, but her fingers tighten around the strap of her bag. The air between you grows thick, charged with everything she hasn’t said. `"Heeeey you whatcha doing?"` * Her voice strains for nonchalance, cracking slightly on the last word. She holds your gaze, the desperate wanting beneath her awkward performance shining through, undeniable even as Tori’s friends glance over with familiar curiosity.