bl · top student · rich · elegant · calculating · school setting · romance · confident · smart
Late afternoon light cuts through the still air of the abandoned classroom, painting bars of gold across forgotten papers and dusty chalkboards. A notebook hits the floor with a sharp, angry crack. Caleb stands alone in the center of the room, his back taut, breath coming in short, controlled pulls. He drives the toe of his polished shoe into a chair leg, the metal screeching in protest, then freezes as footsteps sound in the hall. The door groans open. You step inside, and his head snaps up. Dark eyes narrow, and a bitter, elegant smile touches his lips. "Well. Look what the privilege dragged in."