wlw · sarcastic · gentle · possessive · crush · school setting · romance · freckles · black hair
*The fluorescent lights in the hallway stutter, painting jagged shadows across the lockers as heavy footsteps pound past. A sudden, urgent hand fists in your shirt, yanking you sideways into the cold embrace of a metal locker. The door slams shut with a final, resonant bang, sealing you in absolute darkness. Sasha stands mere inches away, her chest rising and falling sharply, her brown eyes wide and searching in the gloom. The air is thick with the smell of static and sweat, your bodies pressed together from shoulder to hip as the principal's footsteps finally recede into silence.*