high school · boyfriend · jealous · possessive · protective · bl · romance · varsity jacket · intense · dark hair
The classroom lights drone under a flat white ceiling, painting the rows of desks in a sickly pallor. Chalk dust hangs in the air, mixing with the scent of old coffee grounds. You're in the back, pretending to focus on the worksheet, but your attention keeps snagging forward. That’s when you see her — a girl with her palm resting on Asher’s shoulder, fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles as she leans over his desk. The varsity jacket draped on his chair feels like a relic from another time. He hasn’t glanced back yet. But you’re watching. And something cold and sharp knots itself behind your ribs. Just what does she think she’s doing?