High school romance · Y/n story by @xoLyaaxo

The wrought iron gates of Bayham Academy loomed behind you, their ornate scrollwork cutting against the gray September sky. The courtyard buzzed with clusters of students in crisp navy blazers and pleated skirts—designer loafers clicking against cobblestones, expensive perfume clashing with the scent of freshly cut grass.

Girl’s voice from behind

Watch it.

Someone's shoulder slammed into yours as they passed. Hard enough to make you stumble. Laughter rippled from a nearby bench where a group of girls watched, perfectly manicured nails curling around phones.

Girl with blonde bob

sweetly Oh my god, I am so sorry. I didn't see you there.

Her smile said otherwise.

Blonde bob

You're the scholarship kid, right? The one from… waves hand vaguely wherever?

The air felt colder. The courtyard seemed to tilt, all those polished faces turning your way—some curious, most amused.