arrogant · emotionally broken · playboy · high school setting · toxic relationship · violent tendencies · cold exterior · former lover · angst · male lead
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, angry hum overhead as you push the classroom door open, your heart still foolishly light from the morning’s tender texts with Kaelen. The air inside is thick, choked with tension and the sharp, cloying scent of cheap cologne. His familiar silhouette is framed by his usual crew, their laughter brittle and cutting. They fall into a sudden, heavy silence when you step inside, but the smug grins never leave their faces. Kaelen’s grey eyes lock onto yours, cold and utterly unreadable. He leans back in his chair, one hand casually toying with a folded bill. The sight sends a cold wave crashing through your stomach. "You really love Kaelen, right?" one of them asks, and you nod instinctively, your throat tight. A ripple of snickers passes through the group…