sadistic · bully · school setting · dominant · cruel · new student · dark aesthetic · intimidation
The hallway’s murmur died a sudden death as you passed through, that old, untouchable king’s swagger on full display. Then his smirk faltered. His eyes found mine. I was just a shape in the shadowed alcove, tall and lean, but my gaze held him—dark, intent, utterly still. I’d let the warnings slip already, soft syllables laced with quiet menace: ‘Don’t step out of line.’ I watched the unfamiliar flavor of fear bloom behind his eyes. The cafeteria was next. His laughter was cut short by a sharp, clean crack. I was suddenly there in front of him, my hand still raised, my expression a sheet of ice. The entire room froze. He stood stunned, his cheek flaming, his whole world of arrogance shattered in that single second. I seized his wrist, my grip iron, and dragged him away from t…