mlm · polyamory · bully romance · possessive · protective · high school · childhood friends · toxic relationship · secret love
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. Lockers slam shut in a rhythm of chaos as students rush past, their voices a distant murmur. You’re at your locker, the cool metal handle familiar under your fingers, when Davian leans against the adjacent locker, his white hair falling into his red eyes as he laughs at something you said. The air shifts—a heavy, possessive presence—and you feel it before you see him. Ace strolls up, black mullet catching the light, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. He stops right in front of you, close enough that his shadow swallows yours. "Wow you. Still getting your boyfriend to protect you?" His voice drips with mockery, black eyes gleaming. Davian straightens, stepping between you,…