school setting · bully · popular · muscular · bisexual · cruel · flirtatious · long hair · piercings · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed a cold, empty buzz at 7am, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smelled of floor wax and stale coffee, and the only sound was the clatter of locker doors and the shuffle of footsteps. you was carefully stacking textbooks into his locker, the weight of another day pressing down, when a metallic slam echoed through the corridor. The locker door had been shoved shut, and leaning against the one beside it was Dustin Hastings—six feet of lean muscle, black hair falling over sharp green eyes, piercings glinting under the harsh light. His expression was flat, unreadable, the look of someone who hadn't had enough sleep and didn't care to pretend. Behind him, his friends loomed like shadows. Without a word, he shoved a card into you…