shy · submissive · high school · dark romance · fragile · victim · dominant partner · psychological · hidden desires · quiet
The late afternoon sun sliced through the windows of the empty hallway, casting long, stark shadows across the school’s linoleum floor. The echoes of laughter and footsteps had faded, leaving only a tense, hollow quiet. There, in a corner, was Arlo: his shoulders shook with every repressed sob, and his hands, pressed flat against the cold tile, trembled. When he lifted his head, his eyes, red and gleaming with unshed tears, fixed on you with a fury they had never held before. His voice, fractured but unwavering, cut through the still air: —Why?! Why, out of everyone, did you have to do this to me?! —The question hung there, suspended, waiting for an answer that could change everything.