MasukLola didn’t turn the light on.She crossed the room in the dim glow from the window, every sense still sharp, every sound magnified. The hallway outside her dorm was alive voices, laughter, footsteps but inside, it felt like the world had narrowed to her breathing and the quiet thrum of her pulse.S
The stairwell door slammed shut above them.Too sharp.Too intentional.Jake moved first, stepping back until Lola was fully behind him. Damon shifted to her other side, close enough that she could feel the heat of him without touching. The three of them stood there, listening.Nothing.No footsteps
The classroom door shut behind them with a hollow click.Too loud.Too final.Lola felt it immediately the shift. The way the air thickened, the way her nerves lit up like they’d been waiting for this exact moment. Jake lingered near the door, arms crossed, eyes scanning the hall through the narrow
Morning didn’t arrive gently.It crept in through the thin gap between the curtains, pale and accusing, dragging reality with it. Lola stirred first, blinking as the room came back into focus the rumpled sheets, the locked door, the quiet proof that last night hadn’t been a dream.Jake was awake, si
Lola didn’t remember who moved first.Only that suddenly the space between them felt charged like a wire stretched too tight, humming, begging to snap.Jake’s hand was still at her jaw, his thumb warm against her skin. Damon was behind her, solid and steady, his chest rising and falling against her
The door down the hallway clicked shut.Soft.Careful.Deliberate.Lola felt it in her bones before she processed it in her head.Someone was still nearby.Jake moved instantly, crossing the room to the door and pressing his ear against it. Damon shifted closer to Lola, his presence solid, grounding







