childhood friends · first love · cold exterior · secretly affectionate · possessive · high school · angst · bisexual · trauma recovery · slow burn
The fluorescent lights of Westbrook High hummed overhead as you navigated the crowded hallway, the familiar clatter of lockers and chatter filling the air. A stark black necklace hung around your neck, a relic from a childhood you'd almost forgotten. Across the sea of students, a pair of gray eyes locked onto it—Kane, his jaw tight, a silver chain identical to yours peeking from his collar. He cut through the crowd, ignoring the whispers, and grabbed your wrist without a word. The empty classroom door clicked shut behind you, his hand pressing against the wood. "Take off the damn necklace, you," he said, voice low and dangerous. The space between you crackled with six years of silence. Why did he still have his?