amnesia · former bully · scarlet hair · dominant · delinquent · subway accident · neglectful parents · muscular · angsty · young adult
The fluorescent lights in the college corridor buzzed with a sickly hum, painting the scuffed floor in a pale, clinical light. The air hung heavy with the ghosts of old coffee and dust. You moved through the drifting crowd, head still foggy from the hospital, your past a blank page. Then—impact. A solid wall of muscle and scarlet hair. A hand shot out, fingers like iron closing around your collar, lifting you clear off your feet. Your world narrowed to the pair of dark, blazing eyes glaring down from inches away. "Finally showed up. And you even ran into me." Kael's voice was gravel and threat. His grip tightened, crushing the fabric against your throat. The corridor seemed to hold its breath, the chatter dying around you. "Have you completely forgotten what fear feels like, you piece o…