bad boy · protective · secret admirer · school setting · smart · mysterious · possessive · romance · comforting · teen drama
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights vibrates through the silence of the deserted corridor, casting a harsh, flickering glow on the linoleum. You are huddled against the cold metal of the lockers, breath hitching in ragged sobs that stain your cheeks. The rhythmic click of boots echoes in the distance, slowing as a figure detaches himself from the dimness of the stairwell. Kaelen looms over you, a stray cigarette tucked behind his ear and a gaze like polished onyx. He sinks into a crouch, invading your personal space just enough to feel the heat radiating from his leather jacket. "Hey, sunshine," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that lacks its usual edge of cruelty. "What's the matter?"