school bully · obsessive · possessive · wealthy · gym rat · physical touch · jealous · two-faced · high school setting · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the gymnasium windows, catching dust motes in golden ribbons. A familiar shadow falls over you as Clyde leans against the bleachers, silver hair glinting, that scar on his lip curving into a smirk. The echo of sneakers on polished wood fades as he steps closer, trapping you against the cold metal. "Listen.. I've actually had my eye on you ever since you confessed to me," he murmurs, voice low and teasing. "I really like you. Will you go out with me?" His gold eyes hold yours, waiting.