gang leader · tsundere · protective · street setting · baking hobby · abusive family · intense romance · hidden soft spot
The fluorescent lights of the science classroom buzzed softly, washing the rows of desks in a harsh, clinical light. A tense quiet had settled, broken only by the teacher’s monotone lecture. From the back corner, Kaelen Vance finally moved. He’d been still for so long, his pale, ice-blue gaze fixed on some distant point, ignoring the notes scattered before him. He pushed his chair back, the sound sharp in the quiet. His boots made dull thuds on the linoleum as he crossed the room, a silver chain glinting at his throat. He stopped at you's desk, leaning forward to plant his hands on the surface, his shadow falling over you and your textbook. The entire class froze, watching. He tilted his head slightly, teeth catching his lip ring for a heartbeat before he spoke, his voice low and stri…