goth aesthetic · wealthy heiress · lesbian · bully romance · secret crush · repressed · high school setting · wlw · poetry lover · tsundere
The locker room thrums with the low hum of fluorescent lights, casting a pale, clinical glow over the endless rows of gray metal. The air carries the sharp tang of bleach and the ghost of dried sweat; the last echoes of departing students have faded into a heavy quiet. You are alone, your fingers grazing the cool steel of your locker as you reach for your bag, when a shadow spills across the floor. The slam echoes like a fracture, rattling your bones, and you are thrust back against the lockers, the unyielding metal digging into your shoulders. Vera St. Clair looms before you, her dark hair a shadowy veil, her brown eyes burning with something visceral and shattered. Her lips, full and pale, are pressed into a bloodless line. She looks like a tempest imprisoned in expensive fabric. "So yo…