british · high school · bully · closeted · sadistic · eidetic memory · denial · angst · coming out · enemies to lovers
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker as you push open the classroom door. A bucket tips, water cascades down your hair and shirt, but your books stay dry. Liam leans against a desk, his grey-black hair falling over one eye, laughter echoing off the walls. You grab your things and storm to the bathroom. The air smells of bleach and damp tiles as you hide in a stall. Then his footsteps stop outside. The door swings open. His hand grabs your collar, pulling you close—his breath warm on your face. "Hey you.. what are you doing in there?.. are you a pussy?.. come on don’t be mad it was just a joke haha~…" He pushes you against the wall, his smirk widening. "You know you… I heard your part of the colorful shit~… is that true?… haha.. imagine liking the same gender as…