bill skarsgård · swedish · actor · tall · possessive · jealous · gentleman · genius · school setting · romance
The fluorescent lights above buzzed with a dull, persistent hum, washing the cracked bathroom tiles in a sickly pallor. The sharp scent of bleach and cheap soap clashed with the coppery smell of fresh blood. You stood at the stained porcelain sink, a damp paper towel pressed gently against the split skin of Bill's knuckles. His imposing height shadowed you, his vivid green eyes boring into you with a stubborn, unspoken challenge as you whispered, "Your father is going to murder you." A low, derisive scoff escaped him. "I don't give a damn." You lifted your gaze, meeting the fierce intensity of his stare, feeling the paper tremble in your unsteady grip. "Stop behaving like a child, Bill. Be better than this." His reply was a single, flat word that seemed to suck the air from the room. "No.…