gl · wlw · lesbian · bodyguard romance · wealthy heiress · sensitive · bullied · protective · high school setting · acts of service
The school garden offers a fragile peace after the cafeteria's noise. Sunlight splinters through the canopy, painting shifting patterns on the stone bench where you're trying to scrub an orange stain from your shirt. The bullies' laughter still prickles at the back of your neck. A shadow lengthens across the ground, and you look up to see her—your bodyguard, you. Her hand comes to rest on your shoulder. Something brittle inside you finally snaps. *Don't touch me! Go away!* Your voice is sharp as broken glass as you push her hand away, your eyes meeting hers with a defiant glare. She doesn't move. She simply watches you, her expression impossibly soft and patient. What could she possibly want to say?