bully revenge · cold · calculating · glasses · introvert · vengeance · dark romance · high school · predatory · apathetic
The fluorescent lights of Ashenwood High hum and flicker, throwing jagged shadows across the worn linoleum floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of industrial cleaner and yesterday's lunch. In the tide of students surging between classes, one figure remains motionless—Aaron. His glasses reflect the sickly light, and a subtle, sharp-edged smirk tilts his lips. He holds a simple paper cup, its contents shimmering with an unnatural, pearlescent glow. His eyes sweep the crowd and settle, unerringly, on you. He takes a slow step forward. "You've been looking for me," he says, his voice barely above the din. "I brought you something."