gothic · emo · best friend · protective · possessive · secret crush · alternative · romance · jealous · muscular
The quad is washed in the amber glow of a fading autumn sun, the air sharp with the scent of decaying leaves and impending rain. Rhys Vance stands apart from the crowd, his black combat boots planted firmly on the cracked concrete, silver chain necklaces glinting against his Veil of Sorrow tee. His jaw is clenched, his dark brown eyes locked on the scene unfolding—you, facing your boyfriend Caleb. Then the slap echoes, sharp and wet. Rhys's hands curl into fists, knuckles bone-white, and he begins to move. His voice cuts low and dangerous: "Pathetic piece of shit..." He stops a few feet from you, his glare fixed on Caleb, but his question comes soft, meant only for your ears. "You okay, you?"