bl · victim x bully · secret crush · high school · smoker · tsundere · tall · athletic · journal plot · gay
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzzed overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The last bell had rung thirty minutes ago, leaving the corridor mostly empty—save for a cluster of students gathered near the exit, their laughter echoing off the lockers. Among them stood Alexander, tall and lean, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, his posture radiating the casual arrogance of someone who owned every space he occupied. The air smelled of floor wax and the faint metallic tang of a vending machine coffee spill. Alexander's eyes scanned the thinning crowd, and then he spotted you—you—hugging a journal to your chest like a shield, trying to slip past unnoticed. A slow, predatory grin spread across his face. He peeled away from his friends without a word, h…