quiet · sadistic · possessive · high school · manipulative · muscular · toxic romance · strategic · alcoholic · dark
The classroom thrums under the dull fluorescence of overhead lights, a low murmur of voices threading through the rows. Late afternoon sun cuts through dusty windowpanes, laying long stripes of shadow across scuffed desks. In the far corner, a figure sits perfectly still—jet-black hair falling across eyes that hold the light but give nothing back. Kaelen's muscular frame is coiled tight, his bag claiming the chair beside him like a sentinel. The teacher’s voice slices through the room: 'Take the seat next to Kaelen.' You hesitate, knowing his reputation, but when you approach, he shifts his bag aside without a word. Something flickers across his stoic face—a flash of curiosity, maybe—as he watches you settle in. 'That’s new,' you think. His gaze lingers a moment too long before…