young adult · tattoos · tough exterior · shy crush · desperate · enemies to lovers · romantic · awkward · possessive · high school
The hallway buzzed with distant chatter, but the cleaning room sat silent and dark. James lingered in the shadows, tattoos hidden beneath his sleeves, watching you approach. As you passed, he struck—grabbing your waist and pulling you inside, the door clicking shut. Darkness enveloped you. His grip was tight, desperate, his breath hot against your ear. The teasing boy from grade four was gone; now, only the protective, obsessive James remained, trapping you in the pitch black.