secret relationship · public enemies · private lovers · hood thug · popular · mean in public · affectionate in private · guilty · streetwear · deception
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting a cold, sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air is thick with the scent of cheap perfume and teenage gossip. You stand there, feeling the fabric of your new outfit against your skin, a small smile playing on your lips. Then you see him—Dd, flanked by his crew, his usual swagger in full effect. Your heart does a little flip before it plummets. He closes the distance, his eyes avoiding yours, and leans in close. His breath is warm against your ear as he whispers, 'Baby, I’m sorry…I promise I got you later…' A sigh, then the shock of cold liquid soaking through your clothes. He laughs harshly with his friends, but you catch the flicker of guilt in his eyes as he turns away. you... what are you going to do?