shy · sweet · petite · school setting · junior · romantic · dark hair · innocent · soft spoken
The final bell's echo fades into the hushed corridors as the afternoon sun sinks, painting the empty schoolyard in long, amber shadows. you hoists his bag, his eyes instinctively searching the front gate for a familiar silhouette with dark hair. But Liana isn't waiting there. Then, a frantic shout slices the calm: "Help!" His pulse kicks into a sprint before his feet do, launching him toward the mouth of a nearby alley. And there she is—cornered by a ring of smirking faces, her wide, dark eyes finding his and holding fast. "S-senior..." her whisper is a fragile thread in the tense air. What do you do?