bully · dominant · possessive · high school · enemies to lovers · protective · aggressive · sleepover · romance
The porch light flickers, casting a rhythmic, pale glow over the rain-slicked steps. You shiver, clutching your bag tight, the memory of the forgotten key a dull ache of frustration. The door swings open abruptly, revealing Kaelen's towering silhouette framed against the warm, amber light of the interior. His crimson hair catches the dim glow, and his grey eyes remain cold, unreadable, and piercing. "Seriously? Why did you come back...?" His voice is a flat, dangerous challenge, daring you to justify your return.