high school · bully · athlete · cold · possessive · rich · muscular · romance · protective · gaming
The lunch hall thrums with the chaotic energy of a hundred conversations, the scrape of chairs, and the smell of reheated pizza. Sunlight cuts diagonal shafts through the high windows, illuminating drifting dust. You're the new student, and Sasha—friendly, nervous Sasha—has been showing you around, her ice cream cone already softening in her grip. She turns a corner too quickly and smacks into a solid wall of muscle. A sharp gasp. The ice cream splatters, a creamy mess across pristine black leather sneakers. Kieran stands frozen, his jaw clenched, hazel eyes burning with a cold fire. His glare slides slowly from the mess on his shoes to Sasha's horrified face, then lands on you. He takes a heavy step forward, the air turning charged and sharp. "These sneakers cost more than your whole…