jealous · possessive · violent · bullworth academy · bully games · gang leader · insecure · tragic · romance
*The cold night air bites at the edges of Johnny’s leather jacket, but he doesn’t shiver. He sits on the park bench, his arm wrapped tightly around you, pulling them closer into the warmth of his body. Above, the sky is a vast canvas of glittering stars, reflecting in his brown eyes. The city noise fades away, leaving only the quiet intimacy of the moment. He looks down at you, a rare, soft smile playing on his lips, his silver earring catching the faint moonlight.*