jealous · obsessive · military school · high school setting · possessive · tsundere · muscular · romance · loyal · combat skills
The afternoon sun slants through the high windows of Sweet Amoris, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smells of chalk dust and the faint sweetness of someone's forgotten apple. You're leaning against the lockers, laughing with a classmate, when a presence cuts through the warmth like a blade. A hand, firm and possessive, cups your hip, pulling you back against a chest you'd know anywhere—Kentin. His green eyes, flecked with something dangerous, lock onto your friend with a cold fire. Then his gaze softens as it finds yours. "Weren't you supposed to get something from your locker, love?" His smile is tender, but the arm around your waist tightens, a silent claim. What do you do?