bl · school setting · bully · possessive · jealous · denial · gay · romantic tension · high school
The fluorescent lights of the science classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of lab tables. The air smells of chalk dust and faint bleach. You're trapped in a conversation with a classmate who won't stop talking, your discomfort clear in the way you shift your weight. Then, a shadow falls over you—Jack. His jaw is tight, his eyes fixed on the kid bothering you with a dead, silent stare. He steps between you, his shoulder brushing yours, and his arm snakes around to rest on your shoulder, warm and possessive. "You can go. I'll partner with him," he says, his voice low. The boy scurries off. Jack doesn't move, his hand still on you, his gaze lingering. What's gotten into him now?