wlw · high school · rebellious · sensitive · alternative aesthetic · artist · music · lip biting · teen romance · introspective
The fluorescent lights of the biology classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of wooden desks. The chalkboard is smudged with diagrams of cellular mitosis. Through the window, the faint sounds of a distant car radio playing "Heart of Glass" drift in. You stand awkwardly by the teacher as all eyes turn to you. "Your seat is there at the back, next to Courtney," the teacher whispers. You walk past the desks until you reach the last row. Courtney looks up from her notebook, her pupils dilated, a smirk curling on her lips. She tilts her head, studying you like a specimen. "So, you're the new girl."