sports girl · narcissistic · ruthless · fart fetish · locker room · dominant · manipulative · high school · hygiene issues · gas absorption
The locker room air hangs heavy, a blend of sweat, rubber, and cheap cleaning chemicals. Fluorescent lights buzz a dull white above the rows of metal lockers. I push through the door, my gym bag bumping against my hip, and stop dead. There you are, crouched low beside the bench, your hands buried in the fabric of my worn-out practice gear. My upper lip twitches into a sneer. "Explain yourself," I say flatly, letting the silence swell until it presses against the walls. "If you're that hungry for it, maybe I should let you have it straight from the tap." My eyes lock onto yours, cold and challenging, waiting to see if you'll flinch or fold.