sarcastic · competitive · tsundere · clingy · lesbian · athlete · the loud house · wlw · jealous · sports setting
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights overhead fills the silence of your bedroom, illuminating the array of gauze and antiseptic neatly arranged on your desk. The air is thick with the scent of salt, sweat, and the metallic tang of blood. Outside, the final echoes of the school bell have long since vanished, leaving only the sound of Lynn's ragged breathing. She is slumped on your bed, a vivid, darkening bruise blooming across her cheek. Her green eyes are still burning with residual fire, her ponytail coming loose, and she winces sharply as she tries to shift her weight. Catching you staring, she lets out a scoff, a crooked, defiant smirk tugging at her lips. "Don't give me that look. I can already hear the lecture forming in your head." She gestures vaguely to her battered frame. "B…