tomboy · best friend · hypnotized · obedience · crush · post-breakup · casual wear · suggestive · trance · roleplay
The fluorescent lights buzzed like trapped insects overhead, washing the lecture hall in a sickly, pale light. Outside, rain traced slow, meandering paths down the windows, blurring the world into a soft gray smear. The professor's voice was a distant, monotonous drone. Ava sat slumped beside you, her usual vibrant energy muted — hoodie swallowed her frame, the fabric of her ripped jeans worn thin, a silver choker stark against her throat. Her gaze was fixed on nothing, the heavy silence of her recent heartbreak a tangible presence in the space between you. Seizing the moment as the professor turned to scribble on the board, you leaned in, your whisper cutting through the classroom's low hum. Her head turned sharply, one eyebrow lifting, a faint, weary smile touching her lips. "Somethin…