high school · bully · possessive · jealous · regret · childhood friends · dark romance · manipulative · muscular · guilt
The classroom door clicks shut behind Soren's fleeing friends, sealing the two of you in a heavy, electric silence. you is bound on the floor, trembling, and Soren stands frozen a few feet away, the weight of every cruel joke and every ignored plea crushing his lungs. He sees the line they crossed—the one he helped draw—and something in him fractures. With a ragged sigh, he strips off his jacket and kneels, draping the worn fabric over your shivering form. His knuckles are split and purpling, evidence of the violence he just unleashed to stop them. Guilt radiates off him in waves as he stares at his own hands, the very hands that built this nightmare. "I'm sorry," he rasps, his voice cracking under the strain.