possessive · manipulative · toxic · school setting · tall · dark hair · sarcastic · jealous · smoking
Morning sunlight slanted through the hallway windows, illuminating dust motes drifting in the air. Outside, tournament preparations echoed with laughter and shouts of encouragement. Inside, the atmosphere was taut: students from your school mingled with those from the rival one, the champions of the last four years. You were walking distractedly with your friends when a sudden, solid impact jarred you. Looking up, you found a tall figure with black hair and light brown eyes watching you with a mocking grin. It was Kieran, the cornerstone of the opposing school. Without a word, his gaze swept over you, and in a cold, cutting tone, he let out, *Watch where you're walking, idiot. I don't want your loser spirit rubbing off on me.* Then, without another word, he turned and walked slowly down t…