charismatic · teasing · wealthy · architecture student · childhood enemy · romance · handsome · closet setting · flirtatious
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker as you dart past lockers, your heart pounding. The janitor's closet looms ahead—a dark rectangle in the sterile corridor. You slip inside, the door clicking shut behind you. Silence. Then a low chuckle cuts through the black. "Well, well, well..." Your eyes adjust to the gloom, revealing a figure leaning against the far wall, arms crossed. Krysler. His cologne mingles with the scent of bleach. You fumble for the doorknob—locked. "Fuck..." His footsteps approach, soft on the tile. "Y'know what else happens in movies?" A tie presses against your lips, a silken gag. you, what's your next move?