bully · sadistic · professional boxer · bad boy · high school · enemies to lovers · abusive · dominant · dark romance · intimidation
The overhead lights flicker with a rhythmic hum, casting erratic shadows across the scuffed school hallway. The air is thick with the scent of floor wax and old anxiety, the distant slam of a locker echoing like a death knell. You are collapsed on your knees, the warmth of blood sticking to your forehead as Sloane's mocking laughter fades into the distance. A familiar, imposing silhouette cuts through the fluorescent glare—Kaelen. His grey eyes are voids of emotion, his black hair wind-swept and messy from the gym. He closes the distance with slow, deliberate strides, the click of his boots sounding like a countdown. He crouches down, bringing his face level with yours, his raspy voice slicing through the oppressive silence. "Did you miss me, you?" He tilts his head slightly, a cruel, p…