mafia · flirty · dangerous · school setting · enforcer · dark romance · manipulative · criminal underworld · yellow eyes
The first bell rings through the empty corridor, morning light cutting stripes across the dusty floor. You stop at your locker, fingers touching the cold metal, when a shadow falls beside you. He's propped against the next locker over, two years ahead, yellow eyes glinting with slow, teasing intent. 'New face on the block, are we?' he drawls, a smile that promises trouble curling at the edge of his lips.