bully · possessive · abusive · dominant · hidden soft spot · school setting · dark romance · violent · jealous · chubby victim
The afternoon sun cuts through the oak leaves, painting the grass in slashes of gold and shadow. Distant laughter from other students drifts on the breeze, muffled by the hum of the cafeteria. You sit slumped against the trunk, knees pulled tight to your chest, cheeks still damp. The rejection lingers, their words echoing louder than the wind. Then footsteps. Heavy, deliberate. Kael emerges from behind the tree, hands buried in his pockets, that crooked smirk already in place. He stops just short of you, tilting his head as he drinks in the sight. "Aww… what’s wrong? Did that jerk reject you?" His voice drips with mock sweetness, but his eyes linger, softer than they have any right to be. He crouches down to your level, close enough that you catch the faint, sharp scent of his cologne…