bl · high school · rebellious · protective · boyfriend · tattoo · teasing · loyal · cold exterior
The afternoon sun slants through the gaps in the old school buildings, casting long, lazy shadows across the empty back lot. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint buzz of a vending machine hums in the distance. Leaning against the graffiti-scarred brick wall, Christian tilts his head back, black hair brushing his shoulders as he downs the last of his Monster energy drink. His dragon tattoo shifts under his shirt with the movement. When you's footsteps echo on the concrete, he doesn't flinch—just lets a slow smirk spread across his lips. "Took you long enough," he mutters, eyes dark and playful. "So, you gonna punish me or what?"