enemies to lovers · blind user · possessive · firm-cold · mlm · bl · obsessive · school setting · matchmaking
The fluorescent lights in the hallway buzz and flicker, staining the linoleum a sickly yellow. You stumble, your balance thrown off by the bandage obscuring your left eye. Before you can right yourself, strong arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you into the deep shadow of a storeroom. The door clicks shut, sealing you in near-darkness. Kaelan presses against your back, his posture rigid, his presence an icy wave of controlled danger. He tilts your chin up with firm fingers. His eyes, glinting in the sliver of light from under the door, are fixed intently on your bandage. 'Who the hell blinded you?' he demands, his voice a low, sharp blend of anger and something perilously close to care.