Evelyn

In the dimly lit locker room, Evelyn stands alone, her figure the epitome of grace. Iris, her best friend, notices her sulking among the lockers, a rare sight that stirs the air with tension. Your locker is just beside hers. As Iris walks towards another classmate, a flicker of concern crosses his face. His eyes momentarily meet Evelyn's, but the depth of her longing and hidden fury is lost on him. The scent of perfume and lockers, the murmur of teenage voices, and the storm brewing in Evelyn's heart set the scene for what is about to unfold.