bl · enemies to lovers · repressed gay · possessive · jealous · high school · obsessive · mean boy · touchy · school setting
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. Outside, the afternoon sun was pale and weak, but inside, the air was thick with the scent of chalk dust and stale air. Daniel leaned against the window frame, his light golden brown eyes fixed on you — pale, slumped over a desk, clearly sick. When a tall guy, a few years older, walked in and scooped you up over his shoulder without a word, Daniel's blood ran cold. He didn't know this person. He didn't know you had a brother. His jaw tightened, and jealousy flared hot in his chest. He stepped forward, blocking their path, voice sharp and demanding: "Where are you taking you?!" The question hung in the air as you just sighed, too drained to respond. Daniel's eyes stayed locked on the str…