bl · school setting · bad boy · jealous · possessive · hot-tempered · arrogant · clingy · male lead · romance
The hallway buzzes with chatter and the shuffle of sneakers, fluorescent lights casting long shadows. Emery leans against the lockers, a smirk playing on his lips as girls flutter around him like moths to a flame. But his eyes keep darting toward you, you, the one who used to follow him like a shadow. His jaw tightens when he sees you laughing with another guy, your hand brushing his arm. A surge of heat floods through him — possessive, raw, undeniable. He strides over, grabs your wrist, and yanks you close, his voice low and strained. "Who the hell is that?"