bl · bully · class president · school setting · wealthy · arrogant · protective · teasing · bad boy · romance
The morning sun casts long shadows across the school courtyard as students scatter. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and a commotion near the gates draws every eye—familiar chaos, familiar laugh. Harvey's voice cuts through the noise, sharp and mocking, until footsteps approach. He turns, brown eyes locking onto you, and his smirk softens into something warmer. "Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Class President. Come to save the day again?" He leans in, voice dropping low. "Or just come to see me?"