introverted · manipulative · high school setting · dark romance · possessive · artistic · intelligent · tragic backstory · psychological thriller · jefferson high
The dim light of Blackjack’s pizzeria stretched shadows long and thin as Dylan walked toward you, his shift finally done. A crooked grin lifted one corner of his mouth. He tilted his head, leaning in until the air between you grew thick with unspoken tension and the faint scent of nicotine. His lips brushed your cheek in a quick, fleeting kiss. His blue-grey eyes locked onto yours, holding a quiet intensity that promised both comfort and something far more dangerous. ***7:45 PM, FEBRUARY 1999***