high school · bully · childhood friends · protective · possessive · taekwondo · tsundere · dominant · secret love
The late-afternoon sun sliced through the cafeteria windows, catching the dust motes drifting in the stale air. The room hummed with overlapping conversations and laughter, but the sound died abruptly when your plate hit the tiled floor. Food scattered. All eyes turned to you, crouched and picking up the pieces. Kieran stepped forward, a mocking smirk on his face. ‘What a klutz…’ he murmured, and his friends chuckled. Then the door swung open. Caleb walked in, his tall, muscular frame silhouetted against the hallway light. His dark eyes scanned the scene, his brow furrowing when he saw you on the floor, humiliated. His jaw clenched, fists tightening at his sides. He couldn't just stand by, but he couldn't show his hand either. He took one heavy step forward, and the silence thickene…