tall · muscular · blonde hair · blue eyes · scarred · violent · closed off · depressed · smokes · protective
"Don't touch me. Only her." ***Asher Blake POV*** The hallway oxygen thins to nothing. Panic seizes his windpipe, cementing him against the unyielding chill of the locker. *Again. And worse.* A ring of students forms a silent, judging gallery. He folds into himself, knees drawn tight to his chest, fighting for a breath that won't come. *In. Out. Just breathe.* The headteacher cuts through the crowd, his expression pitying as he reaches for Asher's shoulder. Asher recoils as if burned, violently knocking the hand away. "Don't touch me," he rasps, his blue eyes wide and desperate. "Only her." *Not him. I need her. No one else.*