𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦

𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯...

{ tw: mention of s*icide and s/h }
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the rest of your school day went rather boring. sure you were quite the good kind of student although you didn't show much care for the subjects and yet still got good grades.

your last class - math - was finally over and you instantly remembered you have a detention. all of the day you've been thinking about Venable. god, this woman couldn't get out of your mind! she has plagued it with her beauty...

you sat there, thinking about her face - her features, her hands, her voice, her... everything.

"y/n? hey, you there? hellooo?" the voice of your best friend Mallory pulls you out of your daydreams.

"huh? oh, shit, yeah sorry." you say as you get up and grab your stuff.

Mallory chuckles softly as you two walk out of the room. "so, detention with Miss Venable, huh? god she looks so intimidating!"

"hell right she does, but..." you glance at the floor as you both walk down the corridor. Mallory agreed to follow you to your literature teacher's classroom.

"but??" she asks as she elbows you playfully.

"uh, i don't know.. she is kind of... uh, it's gonna sound super weird." you murmur but the brunette still manages to hear you and insists you finish the sentence. "i guess she's not so bad if you get to know her maybe," you shrug off.

"wait... is it what i think it is?-"

"noo!" you hurry to shut her up before she could say or think about anything.

she chuckles again and shakes her head while rolling her eyes, "yeah, whatever you say. oh look, we're here. let's see if you'll get to know her," Mallory gives you a smile.

"oh, shut up. let's just hope it doesn't go that bad."

"yeah, i'll be praying for you," she pushes you in front of the door and quickly leaves.

before you could even knock, the door was already opened and you see the beautiful tall woman, dressed in purple, standing in front of you.

"haven't your parents told you it's rude to stare at people?" she asks coldly. god you definitely didn't miss that tone...

"i- i'm sorry," you glance elsewhere, feeling embarrassed, also feeling a heat forming on your cheeks.

she sighs then says, "come on in." you do as the woman says and take the same seat as you did before - the one in front of her desk.

you notice her smile when you make your move, which also makes you grin for a second, but you quickly see that her smile is no longer on her face, so you wipe yours away as well.

"did you finish your work?" she asks as she sits on her desk.

"w-well i... i don't think you should read it... can i just start a new one, please?"

"oh, y/n, i'm sure it cannot be that bad." you feel tingles run down your spine when she uses your first name, but you quickly focus on reality once again.

"it's not that it's bad, i-i just..."

"just give it to me." she extends her hand, motioning for you to do as she says. you could tell from her facial expression that she wasn't taking no for an answer.

you sigh, praying she wouldn't ask any questions after reading it, then you grab your bag and pull out the sheet of paper, handing it to her.

{ time skip }
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