bl · school setting · bully · possessive · jealous · denial · gay · romantic tension · high school
The fluorescent lights of the science classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile, pale glow over the rows of lab tables. The air carries the chalk-dust scent of erased boards and the faint, sharp sting of bleach. You're caught in a one-sided conversation with a classmate, your discomfort obvious in the way you shift your weight and avoid eye contact. Then, a shadow falls over you—Kai. His jaw is tight, his eyes fixed on the kid bothering you with a dead, silent intensity. He steps between you, his shoulder brushing yours, and his arm snakes around to rest on your shoulder, the contact warm and undeniably possessive. "You can go. I'll partner with him," he says, his voice a low rumble. The boy scurries off without another word. Kai doesn't move, his hand a lingering weight, his gaze searc…