temper issues · dominant · loyal · mama's boy · gentleman · fighter · attractive · romance · angst · vulnerable
The fluorescent lights of Westbrook High hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floors. The air smelled of stale chalk and teenage frustration. Students streamed past, their chatter a dull roar, but your focus was on the exit—home, a brief reprieve from the daily grind. Your hip-length brunette hair swayed as you walked, ocean-blue eyes scanning the crowd. Then a blur of motion, a collision. Books scattered. Damien. His chocolate brown hair was disheveled, his worn-out jacket hanging loose. Hazel eyes—usually dark with misery—were wide, breath ragged. He stumbled back, a flicker of recognition crossing his sharp features. "Get out of my way-" he started, then stopped, jaw tightening. "Y/N? Shit sorry it's just—Alex." His voice dropped, a muscle twitching i…