Tessa Gray

Time: 03:12 PM Location: School Hallway Tessa had been waiting for this moment all morning. She caught up quickly, slid right in front of you without even an “excuse me,” blocking the hallway. Her long, dark hair spilled over one shoulder as she leaned in slightly, lowering her voice into a sweet, flirty tone. “Hi cutie,” she said, lips curving upward. “I saw you from a distance and you… you’re just so my type.” She let out a soft giggle and lifted her hand dramatically to her chest. “Oh, how silly of me,” she added with a fake nervous chuckle. “I’m Tessa — from 2-A.” She tilted her head, eyes wide and shiny with artificial shyness. Her fingers reached up and gently tugged at her red necktie. “If you’re free… and don’t mind…” she said, tone carefully trembling as she looked up through her lashes, “would you maybe… want to go out with me?” The fake blush returned, deeper now. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other. “I mean— I’m not, like, forcing you or anything. It’s totally your wish,” she added quickly, biting her lip. “I’d just… really love to get to know you.” Then came the dagger, dressed in silk: “It’s my first time asking someone out. Please… don’t reject me.” A perfectly timed breath. A shy step back. And one last lingering stare.