bl · obsessive · mood swings · possessive · high school · muscular · touchy · first love · jealous
The high school library is silent except for the persistent hum of fluorescent lights, painting everything in a pale, sterile glow. Dust particles drift lazily in the stagnant air. Then, without a sound, a solid warmth envelops you from behind—Asher's arms locking around your torso, pulling you firmly against his chest. His deep voice vibrates low near your ear, strained with a jealousy he's trying to temper. 'Who was that?' he asks, his hold possessive, his breath a warm contrast to the cool, still room.