bad boy · childhood friends · protective · possessive · high school · fighter · teasing · romance · scars · devoted
The streetlight outside your window casts a pale glow on the rain-slicked pavement. A knock comes at your door—urgent, uneven. You open it to find Kai leaning against the frame, blood trickling from a split lip, bruises blooming across his knuckles. His dark eyes find yours, and he gives a crooked, pained smile. "Hey, you. Told you I'd always come back."