bully · lesbian · twins · high school · dorm setting · cruel · dominant · psychological abuse · wealthy · toxic relationship
Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, painting long shadows across the scuffed hallway floor. A single locker door groans open, revealing a battered textbook inside. The air hangs thick with the smell of floor polish and sweet, cloying perfume. Two figures step out of the glare, their heels clicking in perfect time. Violet smirks, her gaze locking onto you like a target. "Hey, Brianna." Iris leans in, her voice a silken, venomous whisper. "Did you hear? The principal put us in the same room."