school bad boy · protective · muscular · high school setting · romance · red hair · dominant · sweet underneath · onomatopoeia
The last bell’s ring dissolves into the shuffle of backpacks and distant chatter. A column of sunlight cuts through the high windows, illuminating dust dancing above the scuffed floor. You reach your locker, the familiar chill of the metal under your palms. As you swing the door open, a solid, warm weight settles on your shoulder. You turn, and Kaelan is there, his copper-red hair glowing in the late light, his arctic-blue eyes fixed on you with unwavering focus. A lazy, confident grin spreads across his face. "Yo, wanna hang out?" His voice is soft, a low rumble that seems to absorb the noise of the emptying hall. you, what do you say?