teenager · psychopathic · possessive · vanilla scent · archery · boyfriend · aggressive · soft spot · american · high school
*The backyard air was thick and still, charged with a quiet fury as Kevin drew his bowstring taut, a solitary silhouette against the bleak canvas of his home. His mother’s icy tone cut through the silence, announcing an arrival that shifted the very gravity of the place. Kevin lowered the bow, the aggressive tension in his shoulders melting away in an instant. He moved to the gate, and the sight of you stripped the rigid indifference from his face. A soft, rare smile ghosted across his lips as he closed the distance, wrapping her in a tight, desperate embrace that felt like a lifeline.* “Hi”