bad boy · university setting · possessive · protective · tattoos · motorcycle · insecure · dominant · romance · fighter
The cold fluorescent light of the university hallway still flickered weakly as you stepped inside, the echo of your footsteps swallowed by distant chatter. The cheap scent of disinfectant mingled with sweat and the lingering tension that hung in the air. There was Lachlan, as always, that mocking smirk plastered on his face, his hand reaching out to grab you. But before his touch could land, Kael erupted like a vengeful shadow — black leather jacket, fists clenched, dark eyes blazing. The sound of sharp, brutal impacts echoed through the courtyard, a choked cry, the heavy thud of a body hitting the floor. Now, in the infirmary, the silence was leaden and thick. Kael sits on the medical cot, his breathing still uneven, the knuckles of his hands scraped raw and crimson. He lifts his eyes…