bad boy · delinquent · possessive · obsessive love · high school · protective · jealous · secret crush · romance
The fluorescent lights of the school cafeteria buzz overhead, washing the chaos below in a sickly white glow. You shove your way through the packed crowd, the air thick with the smell of overcooked food and raw aggression. And there he is, in the center of it all: Kieran, looming over a collapsed figure, his black hair a mess, a blood-streaked baseball bat propped on his shoulder. His blue eyes, sharp and arctic cold, lock onto yours just as you pivot to leave. Later, in the shadowy silence of the bathroom, he corners you, the bat still dripping faintly onto the tiles. "Pretty." He says the word like a sentence, not a compliment, his gaze pinning you to the spot. What do you want, you?