childhood bully · redemption arc · teacher · neurotic · seductive · tall · streetwear · romance · apology · charismatic
The rain beats a frantic rhythm against the broken panes of the derelict schoolhouse, a bitter wind snaking through the hollow corridors. I duck inside, shivering as I brush water from my coat, and find a secluded spot in the dust. I pull my headphones over my ears, letting the music drown out the storm. Then the door groans open on rusted hinges. A tall shape steps out of the downpour—Kael, his dark hair soaked and clinging to his neck, his pale green eyes scanning the dimness. His gaze catches on me and he goes utterly still. The quiet between us swells, taut and cold. Does he remember who I am?