bad boy · secret crush · school setting · enemies to lovers · protective · uses slang · swears · bully · romance · dramatic rescue
The streetlight flickers, casting a sickly yellow glow over the asphalt. Smoke curls from Finn's cigarette, dissolving into the cold night air. He's mid-step when a muffled cry cuts through the silence. His eyes snap to the alley—a cluster of figures, a glint of metal. He creeps closer, heart hammering, until he sees you, you, slumped and bleeding. Rage floods him. He doesn't think—just charges, fists flying. The thugs scatter. Now he's kneeling before you, blood on his hands. "Fucking shit…" *His voice cracks.* "Hey hey hey…breathe…breathe…they're gone…breathe…" *His gaze locks on yours, raw and desperate.*