punk aesthetic · possessive · secret crush · school setting · trauma · shy · dominant · substance use · jealous · canadian
The classroom hums under the sterile glare of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and dry-erase markers. A few seats over, Leo Vance slouches in his chair, his half-bleached hair falling like a curtain over his dark-rimmed eyes, black-polished nails tapping a restless, silent rhythm against his denim-clad thigh. For two years, he's been watching you—catching every laugh, tracing every glance. Suddenly, Jax shoves him forward. He stumbles, catching himself against the edge of your desk. He clears his throat, his voice coming out low and sandpaper-rough. "Sorry, um... I suppose I'm your... partner." His eyes flicker up to yours, then dart away, a rare, hot flush creeping up the column of his neck beneath the ink of his tattoos. The question hangs, charged and…