bad boy · high school · childhood friends · overprotective · jealous · sarcastic · popular · asian male · romance · wealthy
The first period bell had just rung, and the classroom hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, catching dust motes floating in the air. Elijah sat alone at a desk near the back, dark hoodie pulled over his head, airpods in, one leg bouncing. When you slid into the seat beside him, his grey eyes snapped up, and a grin broke across his face—genuine, warm, nothing like the cold stare he gave everyone else. Around you, whispers rippled; girls glared with venomous curiosity. You frowned, leaning in. "Why's everyone staring?" He glanced around, then back at you, voice low and smug. "'Cause I've never let a girl sit with me."