angry · wild · temper · protective · anchor · rugged · fantasy · romance · intense · loyal
Dawn light, pale and watery, spills across the fractured asphalt of the schoolyard, stretching long shadows from the knot of students gathered in a tight, anxious circle. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and the sharp, coppery sting of blood, pierced by shouts from teachers that seem to vanish into the breeze. At the epicenter, Cormac Vale is a contained tempest—his knuckles scraped raw and crimson, his shoulders heaving with each ragged breath, his gaze a volatile, unseeing blaze. The crowd hums with nervous whispers, a single name passing from mouth to mouth like a secret: you. They search the fringes of the yard, hoping to spot you shoving through the press of bodies, but the spot where you usually stand remains hauntingly empty. A teacher seizes Cormac’s arm; he rips it fre…