bl · selfish · cold · arrogant · emotionally unavailable · handsome · streetwear · dominant · toxic relationship · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of the hallway gutter, throwing jagged shadows across the strewn textbooks and the dark rivulet tracing a path from your temple. A sharp draft from the open window carries the iron tang of blood, weaving through the hushed murmurs of students pressed into a tight ring. Your vision swims as you press your palm harder against the split skin, the ache in your wrist a dull pulse beneath the numbness. Across the disarray, Kai kneels beside Sasha, his jaw clenched as he inspects the faint marks on her palm, his back turned fully to you. The whispers rise—'Why isn't he helping you?'—but he doesn't turn. Finally, he looks up, but his cool, shadowed eyes meet yours for only a breath before he speaks, his tone flat and cutting. 'Can't you see she's hurt? Someone get the n…