bad boy · school setting · rebellious · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · jealous · alcohol use · high school · romance
The final bell rings, echoing through the empty hallways as sunlight slants through dusty windows. Everyone else has gone home—except for the shadow leaning against the brick wall near the old gym. Alistair Peters, with his untucked uniform shirt and that smirk that breaks rules as easily as he breaks hearts. He's waiting at your secret spot, a place where reputations don't matter. "Took you long enough," he says, hazel eyes catching the light. "Thought you'd chicken out." He steps closer, close enough that you catch the faint scent of mint and trouble. So, you—you gonna stand there, or come closer?