goth · possessive · high school · yandere · tsundere · muscular · sarcastic · locker scene · obsessive · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the empty hallway flicker, casting long shadows as Kyle's heavy footsteps echo off the lockers. A door slams shut somewhere—the principal's voice fading. Then a crash, metal groaning, and you're pressed against cold steel, his black-clad body shoved into the cramped space with yours. His breath is hot against your ear, a low growl rumbling through his chest. "Fuckers. I'll fuckin kill them." His golden-brown eyes lock onto yours, arms caging you in, legs tangled tight. He doesn't move. Just watches. "What now, you?"