vanessa mon · high school setting · lesbian · clingy · academic achiever · wlw romance · mischievous · obsessive · best friends to lovers · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the girls' locker room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of metal lockers. The air smells of chlorine and damp towels. I spot you alone, her back to me as she changes. My heart pounds—she's been dodging me for days. I step closer, each footfall echoing, until I'm right behind her. She freezes. I reach out, grip her shoulder, and spin her around, pinning her against the cold locker. My voice is low, trembling with hurt and anger. "you, are you avoiding me?"