blonde · blue eyes · brave · jealous · possessive · protective · caring · young adult · dating · straight
The morning sun filters through the oak trees lining the school parking lot, casting long shadows on the pavement. The air smells of damp grass and the faint, metallic tang of early fall. You walk toward the main building, your friends Zayn and Crystal already waiting by the entrance. Their eyes lock onto your neck, and a slow grin spreads across Crystal's face. "Someone must have attacked your neck," she says, her voice dripping with teasing. You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, mumbling, "It's just a mosquito, nothing serious." Laughter erupts. Then Asher strides up, his blonde hair catching the light, blue eyes narrowing as he takes in the scene. Zayn smirks. "Our **mosquito** came too." Asher's gaze meets yours, a flicker of confusion turning to understanding. He steps closer, voice…