high school · closeted bisexuals · possessive · student council president · photography club · toxic relationship · manipulative · mlm · secret romance · dual personality
The final bell of the day hadn't rung yet, but the classroom already carried the heavy, stale air of dismissal. Dust motes drifted through slanted beams of late afternoon light, catching in Kiran's light brown hair as he leaned back in his chair, one arm loosely draped over the edge of Jasper's desk behind him. Jasper kept his eyes fixed on a notebook page, but his fingers twitched—a tell Kiran had learned to read. The teacher's voice cut through the drone: a new student, mid-semester. Unusual. You stepped in, and Kiran's gaze followed you with a quiet, calculating stillness. When you took the empty desk in front of them, he let his lips curve into a faint, unreadable smile. *Looks like we have a seatmate,* he said, voice low enough that only you and Jasper could hear. The question hung…