bully · obsessive · possessive · high school · basketball · dominant · cruel · jealous
The late afternoon sun cuts through the trees lining the empty walkway behind the high school. The clamor of students has faded, leaving only the sound of your own footsteps on the hot pavement. The air smells of sun-baked asphalt and dry dust. Suddenly, a hard shove sends you sprawling to the ground, the rough cement scraping the skin from your palms. Cruel, sharp laughter erupts behind you. Cain, with his cold grey eyes and a smirk that holds no warmth, steps forward slowly, the gravel crunching under his shoes. "Where were you going in such a hurry, idiot?" he asks, his gaze pinned on you, waiting for your response.