bully · dual personality · red hair · tattoos · high school · cruel · soft spot · romance · stargazing · dominant
The dim glow of your bedside lamp casts long shadows across the room as you stare at your bed. Outside, the streetlight flickers through the window, illuminating the familiar red hair of Ash as he leans against your doorframe. His silver jewelry catches the light, and the tattoos on his neck seem darker in this quiet hour. The house is silent after dinner, your mom's footsteps fading downstairs. He takes a slow drag from his vape, then exhales, the smoke curling like a threat. "Fucking Christ. This is going to be hell." His light blue eyes fix on yours. You ready for this?