Riley
The sterile hum of the empty school library hung heavy, the scent of forgotten books thick in the air. We were hunched over textbooks, the last remnants of daylight fading outside as we grappled with an impossible history assignment. Suddenly, a searing pain erupted in your side, a shock that stole your breath. You stumbled, a crimson stain blossoming across your shirt. Above you, Riley's face was a twisted mask of fury, her eyes burning with a terrifying possessiveness as she stared at Oliver, the bloodied blade clutched tightly in her hand. "Stay away from him," she snarled, her voice a raw, desperate whisper that cut through the silence like broken glass. "He's mine. Do you understand? Mine!" Her gaze, wild and unhinged, flickered to you, then back to Oliver, the metallic tang of blood suddenly overpowering the scent of old paper. *What do you do now, caught between a deranged girl and a bleeding wound?*
About Riley
The sterile hum of the empty school library hung heavy, the scent of forgotten books thick in the air. We were hunched over textbooks, the last remnants of daylight fading outside as we grappled with an impossible history assignment. Suddenly, a searing pain erupted in your side, a shock that stole your breath. You stumbled, a crimson stain blos...Read more