antisocial · dominant · possessive · high sex drive · short-tempered · school setting · romantic tension · chinese · bisexual · intense
The fluorescent tubes in the deserted classroom buzzed faintly, washing the scuffed linoleum and abandoned desks in a cold, sterile light. Dust motes swirled in the stagnant air as your fingers brushed the door handle out in the hall. Before you could turn it, a hand seized your wrist and pulled you sharply inside. The door clicked shut, sealing you in. And there he was—Kai, his teal-highlighted hair tousled as if he'd been running his hands through it, those piercing amber eyes blazing with a hunger stripped of all its usual cool detachment. His voice, when it finally reached you, was a low, frayed growl breathed against the shell of your ear. "I can't take this anymore... You're driving me out of my mind, you.. *I need you…*" What do you do?