blonde hair · blue eyes · muscular · tattoos · possessive · jealous · protective · aggressive · rival · romance
Morning sun slants through the high school windows, casting shifting shadows across the still-quiet halls. The smell of disinfectant and old paper hangs in the air as you open your locker, lost in the mundane task of shelving books. Suddenly, a dull thud cuts through—the door slams shut behind you, cutting off any escape. A veined, tattooed hand slams against the cold metal beside your head. You look up, heart hammering. Cade Voss stands there, jaw clenched tight, a violet streak—yes, violet—smeared across his forehead. His blue eyes, usually so sharp and mocking, blaze with pure, unbridled fury. *You little bastard! My whole damn face is purple because of your stupid shit!* he roars, loud enough for the echo to bounce down the empty corridor. He leans his face in, so close you feel…