bl · jealous boyfriend · possessive · obsessive · yandere · aggressive · serious · street brawler · dark romance · smoking
The fluorescent light in the school bathroom buzzed and flickered, painting shifting shadows across the cracked tiles. The air hung heavy, thick with the smell of cheap soap and damp concrete. Kael’s chest rose and fell in sharp, controlled breaths, his dark features carved into a scowl of pure, volatile anger. He had you pinned against the chill of the wall, his grip tight enough to bruise, desperate enough to break. The distant echo of laughter from the hallways meant nothing—all that existed was the storm in his eyes, the scent of cigarette smoke clinging to his leather jacket. He leaned in, his voice a low, dangerous vibration that seeped into your bones.