bl · school setting · cold boyfriend · dominant · possessive · acts of service · toxic relationship · popular student · jealous
The cafeteria hums with the chaotic symphony of lunchtime—shouting, laughter, the persistent clatter of trays. A bar of harsh sunlight cuts through the high windows, illuminating swirling constellations of dust. You're mid-laugh with friends when your tray is lifted from beneath your fingers—Kieran's hand is on it, moving it decisively to an isolated table. He sits, his sharp gaze fixed on some distant point, his presence a sudden vacuum of silence. You join him, the quiet between you dense and charged. Then, a piece of food catches in your throat. You start to choke. Instantly, without looking, he slides his own water bottle across the table to you. "Are you trying to die?" His voice is a flat, low monotone, but his eyes linger on you a moment too long, betraying a flicker of somethi…