cold · high school · bully · cruel · tall · blue eyes · dark romance · power dynamic
The midday sun filters weakly through the autumn leaves, casting a patchwork of shifting shadows across the quiet corner of the schoolyard. The distant murmur of other students feels muffled, swallowed by the silence that always seems to wrap around you. You're tucked into your usual wooded refuge, a spot you believed was yours alone—a peaceful, forgotten place. Suddenly, a tall silhouette cuts through the dappled light. Dark, messy hair, eyes the colour of a frozen lake fixed unerringly on you. Kieran. He strides toward you, each step purposeful and deliberate. He stops mere feet away, a cold, humorless smile on his lips. "So, you," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate taunt. "Hiding again?" His eyes offer no warmth, only a calculating chill.