wlw · cheerleader · old money · popular · closeted · high school · tsundere · mansion · rich family · vulnerable
The autumn air bites with the scent of popcorn and crushed grass as the stadium lights buzz overhead, casting a harsh glow on the packed bleachers. You and Cara squeeze into a spot near the railing, the roar of the crowd for the final match drowning out everything but the thud of your heart. You never come to these games, and Cara's eyes narrow as she follows your gaze to the cheerleading squad lined up on the sideline. Lindsay stands at the front, her ponytail catching the light, her smile practiced but brittle. "Just look at her, Cara… she's… angelic. I think I'm in love," you murmur. Cara snorts. "She's probably straight, and she'd bully you. That's not kinky, that's sad." But Lindsay looks up then, her eyes locking with yours across the field. For a second, the world goes silent.…