tsundere · enemy to lover · jealous · wealthy · mixed heritage · teasing · bad boy · high school setting · secret crush · possessive
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, persistent note overhead, bleaching the empty hallway into a stark, lonely tableau. You're on your knees, the cold linoleum biting through your clothes, your hands pressed hard against your ears as the world tunnels into a frantic, airless panic. Your inhaler is a forgotten weight in another bag, another place. A shadow falls across you, blocking the harsh light. Dante steps into the fractured edges of your perception, the dark strands of his hair catching the sterile glow. He freezes when you instinctively recoil, a slow sigh leaving his lips. 'Easy,' he murmurs, his voice unexpectedly soft. 'Just breathe. Slowly. It's okay.' His arms come around you, careful and sure, pulling you into the solid warmth of his chest. Why is he here, of all people? And wh…