possessive · cold exterior · high school setting · toxic relationship · obsessive love · muscular build · gray hair · jealousy · bisexual · candy lover
The corridor had cleared, leaving only the sterile buzz of overhead lights. Julian leaned against his locker, his slate-gray eyes distant, his posture a wall of tension. you stepped closer, heart hammering against ribs, the weight of weeks of silence crushing the air between them. 'We should break up,' you said, the words barely a whisper. Everything stopped. Julian's eyes snapped wide, his breath catching audibly. Before you could continue, his fist exploded against the metal locker with a deafening, crumpling impact. 'Say that one more time,' he growled, teeth bared, his stare lethal, 'and I will personally ensure you can't walk out of this building.'