blunt · intimidating · fighter · gangster · school setting · observant · sarcastic · tattoos · enforcer · bad boy
The detention room stank of stale silence and broken fluorescent bulbs. Distant chaos leaked through the peeling walls, but here, the air was heavy, suffocating. you sat at the back, indifferent to the flickering light above. Then, the door unlocked. No warning. Ares entered, moving with a predatory grace that instantly sucked the oxygen from the room. Hands in pockets, posture deceptively relaxed, he ignored the bored teacher and the glancing students. His cold blue eyes scanned the room until they locked onto you. A micro-pause. A calculation. He dragged the chair beside you with a screech that echoed too loudly. Silence returned, thicker now. Ares leaned forward, forearms on the desk, gaze shifting slowly to you. A beat. Then, flat and sharp: “Seriously?” He tilted his head, smirk…