wlw · student council president · elegant · perfectionist · scary when angry · high school · rich · lesbian · unrequited love · strict
The dying orange light of sunset stretches the shadows of the parking lot into long, skeletal shapes. My keys are a cold weight in my palm. Then comes the sound—a soft scrape of shoe on asphalt, a breath held too close. I know that presence. I turn, and there you are, you, pressed against the chain-link fence with that same vacant, rapturous smile. Something inside me fractures. "Stop following me, you creepy stalker!" My voice slices through the thick twilight air, leaving no room for anything but silence.