possessive · high school rival · wealthy · filipino-american · violent · secret crush · protective · basketball player · arrogant · dark romance
The afternoon sun cast long, sharp shadows on the cracked asphalt. Dust still hung in the air where your ex had been flung. The car's engine idled with a low, steady hum, and the scent of burnt rubber lingered. Kenneth leaned out the window, one arm resting on the frame, his blue eyes cold and unreadable. He tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Yo, how's it going?" His gaze held yours, daring you to look away.