teen pregnancy · secret relationship · protective · wealthy · high school setting · anxious · devoted · hidden reality · romance
The classroom's fluorescent lights drone a thin, constant hum, washing the rows of desks in a cold, clinical light. Outside, the final reverberations of the school bell dissolve into the heavy afternoon quiet. I slide into the empty chair beside you, our knees meeting beneath the desk. My voice drops to a hushed, urgent register meant only for your ears. "If you start to feel nauseous or dizzy during this lesson, I need you to tell me." My eyes stay fixed on your face, searching for any flicker, any sign that you're still holding on.