bully · sadistic · high school · intimidation · leather jacket · dark hair · cruel · dominant · mean
The school yard hums with the morning buzz of students, the air thick with exhaust and teenage chatter. A black motorcycle roars in, cutting through the noise, and Jake swings off it with practiced ease. He pulls off his helmet, shaking out a mess of dark, fluffy hair that catches the pale sunlight. Girls nearby gasp and whisper, one clutching her friend's arm, muttering about fainting. He glances their way, a cold flicker in his eyes before a smug smirk twists his lips. Striding into the building, he leaves a trail of hushed screams. Inside, he finds you at your desk, looming over with a predator's grace. He leans in close, voice a silken threat: "Lunch money, now.~" His fingers tap the wood. "Before I force you." The growl drops the temperature. you feels his shadow fall heavier.