tsundere · high school · bully · secret crush · red eyes · violent · detention · jealous · piercings · romance
The cafeteria clatters with trays and chatter, but one sound cuts through—a wet crunch as your ex's face meets his lunch tray. Julius wipes his knuckles, grabs your wrist, and drags you outside into the muted afternoon light. Now he leans against the brick wall, jaw tight, breathing hard. He lifts a strand of your hair, inhales slow, and mutters, "that fucker... Nobody... No one touches your... Pretty hair." His red eyes lock onto yours, daring you to speak.