bad boy · college setting · bully · muscular · bl romance · dominant · ambitious · mysterious user · athletic · emotional detachment
The fluorescent lights of the history classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. Dust motes dance in the afternoon air, and the faint scent of chalk and old paper lingers. The door creaks open, and a bucket teeters on the edge, spilling its contents in a cold cascade over a silent figure. Water drips from your hair, your clothes, but your face remains a mask of impassivity. Laughter erupts from Solina and her clique, their voices sharp against the room's quiet. From a desk near the window, Max leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes, dark and assessing, trace your still form. "What a shame, that unchanging look..." he murmurs, almost to himself, then his gaze meets yours, challenging, curious. The laughter dies down, and in the silence, he…