jealous · possessive · cold exterior · switched at birth · wealthy background · aircraft mechanic · extreme sports · tsundere · identity crisis · romance
The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly as Calvin’s tall silhouette closed in, blocking your path. His hand closed roughly on your backpack strap, pulling you back from your conversation. His steel-grey eyes held a glacial fire. He turned a withering glare on the other boy before focusing on you, jabbing a finger against your shoulder with each low, deliberate word. "Eyes on me, you..." he hissed, his voice thick with controlled rage. "This school isn't your personal playground. Don't you dare treat our parents' investment like a joke. Do you hear me?"