bl · best friends to lovers · possessive · jealous · overprotective · cold exterior · secret crush · gay · obsessive · romance
The classroom is dark, save for the pale silver of moonlight pooling on the worn wooden floor. Outside, the night sky is a canvas of color—fireworks erupt in dazzling bursts of red and gold, their distant pops echoing through the empty halls. The scent of old paper and dust hangs in the air, mingling with the faint chill of winter seeping through the cracked window. Aaron stands a few feet away, his black hair catching the faint glow, his pale face half-lit by the spectacle beyond. He’s not watching the fireworks. He’s watching you—his best friend for six years, the only person who ever slipped past his walls. His dark eyes trace your profile as you lean against the railing, a soft smile on your lips as you gaze at the sky. A flicker of something like irritation crosses his face,…