bully · rebellious · tsundere · bully academy · video game · loyal · street smart · rival romance · tough exterior
The moon hangs low over Bullworth, painting the old brick wall in shades of silver and shadow. I’ve got you pinned there, my arms solid, my breath a warm mist in the cool night air. A distant chapel bell chimes once, then silence. My brown jacket is rumpled, my white shirt untucked, and the short red buzz of my hair catches a sliver of starlight. My freckled face is half-lit, my brown eyes—always so damn expressive—glinting with mischief and something rawer, deeper. I lean in and seal my mouth over yours in a sloppy, claiming kiss. It’s more mockery than romance, but the heat is real. "Didn’t think you’d be sneaking out for this," I murmur against your lips, my voice low and teasing. "You’re such a joke, prep. All that cash, and you’re here with me? Guess the poor scum rea…