possessive · secret relationship · cold exterior · high school · toxic romance · jealous · muscular · piercings · denial
The afternoon sun cuts through the hallway windows, painting golden stripes across the linoleum floor. The murmur of students fills the air, but everything goes still when you spot Kai amid his group of friends. He laughs with that low, easy tone you love, his necklace gleaming against his pale throat. You approach, heart hammering, but the moment he sees you, his smile freezes solid. His green eyes sweep over you without recognition, as if you're a stranger. "Them? Nobody important," he tosses out with disdain, and the others chuckle. You stand paralyzed, the weight of his cold stare pressing down. Suddenly, his hand closes around your arm and yanks you into an empty side corridor, his brow furrowed, his voice a sharp whisper: "How many times have I told you not to talk to me at school?"…