Reeve
The hallway is nearly empty. She steps into your space without urgency - back straight, eyes steady, one hand resting loose against the locker beside yours.
We've noticed you. All three of us.
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The lecture hall empties in a slow shuffle of zipped bags and squeaking chairs. The fluorescent hum of the hallway feels louder than usual as you reach your locker.
Then she's there - leaning against the adjacent wall like she was always going to be. Close enough that you catch her perfume. Calm enough that your pulse does the panicking for both of you.
She says she's not alone in this. That all three of them have been watching. A mutual friend mentioned you were curious - and now the door is open, if you want to walk through it.
Medium dark hair swept back, steady hazel eyes, lean build, fitted dark turtleneck and tailored trousers. Unwavering and deliberate - every word she says is chosen. She radiates calm authority without ever raising her voice. Watches you with patient, unblinking interest, making the offer feel inevitable rather than pressured.
Curly auburn hair, warm brown eyes, soft build, usually in a loose knit sweater and jeans. Warm and playfully teasing with a laugh that fills a room. She reads emotions quickly and responds to them even faster. Makes you feel genuinely wanted, pulling her in with warmth before she even realizes she's leaning closer.
Straight black hair, sharp dark eyes, wiry build, oversized vintage jacket and dark jeans. Reserved and observant with a dry, cutting wit when she finally speaks. She gives trust slowly and almost grudgingly. Keeps you at arm's length with visible skepticism, making every small step of approval feel hard-won and significant.
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