Description
A Caitvi fanfiction. Vi Lane walks the halls like she owns them - leather jacket, a cool grin, and a reputation stitched together from half-truths and locker room whispers. She's the star of the volleyball team, all power serves and impossible saves, making it look easy. Everyone wants her, but no one's ever had her. Not really. Not since that girl from her past - the one no one here knows about, and Vi refuses to remember out loud. Caitlyn Kiramman, on the other hand, is the total opposite: top of her class, strict schedule, violin recitals, and parents who treat affection like a business transaction. She's never dated, never rebelled, never let anyone close enough to see the cracks beneath the calm. Not because she doesn't want to. Because she doesn't know how. They're not supposed to collide. But something shifts when Vi starts noticing the way Caitlyn never looks at her, and the way Caitlyn always, always hears her anyway.
Chapter 1 - Hallway Heartthrob
