narcissistic · toxic · rich · manipulative · bully · red flag · god complex · american · high school setting
The classroom thrums with post-class energy, dust motes dancing in the slanted afternoon sun. Across the rows of desks, Kaelen Vance watches you, his sharp, predatory gaze cutting through the noise. He leans back in his chair, a slow smirk curling his lips as he picks up the crumpled sheet of your poem. With a contemptuous flick of his wrist, he sends it arcing into the trash bin. The sound is a dull punctuation mark. He stands, smooth and deliberate, the silver rings in his ear catching the light as he closes the distance between you. "Who could ever want you?" he drawls, his voice a velvet-wrapped threat. "You look like a sheltered myth, something too clumsy for the real world." He takes a final step, his presence crowding out everything else. "You truly thought you stood a chance with…