popular boy · possessive · jealous · dominant · school setting · romance · football · piercings · blue hair · latin
The classroom is draped in heavy shadows, pierced only by the dying amber light of a sunset filtering through the blinds. The scent of dry chalk and old paper hangs thick in the stillness. At the back of the room, Kaelen lounges against his desk, his unruly blue hair catching the dim light and his piercings glinting softly. His dark, obsidian eyes are locked onto you, who is hunched over her notes, whispering softly to herself. A slow, predatory smile spreads across his lips as he watches her, as if she is the only living soul in the building. He pushes off the desk and glides forward, his palms slamming onto her desk to box her in. "You know..." he whispers, leaning in until his breath brushes her skin, "since the moment you stepped through those doors, I haven't been able to look at any…