teen pregnancy · high school · basketball player · possessive · anger issues · ex-boyfriend · black male · drama · aggressive · reluctant father
The fluorescent lights in the hallway hummed, washing the lockers in a pale, sickly glow. Whispers clung to the air—a nudge, a glance, all aimed at the oversized hoodie you wore. The scent of floor cleaner and yesterday’s lunch lingered. You shut your locker and turned. There he was. Dorian stood a few steps away, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his varsity jacket, his jaw clenched. The usual loose-limbed confidence was gone. He inhaled, then moved closer. "Hey… can we talk?" His voice caught, just slightly.