school setting · golden boy · shy · teasing · wealthy · glasses · muscular · romance · high school · protective
The narrow alley behind the school is swallowed by the faltering light of a single, flickering streetlamp. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet asphalt and distant traffic, shadows clawing long across the broken pavement. A low, electric hum from the city vibrates through the ground. Your breath hitches as three girls encircle you, their laughter sharp and mocking. One, her eyes glittering with malice, grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks your head back. "Oh, so you're the little mouse who's got our golden boy acting all dull?" she sneers, her hand drawing back for a slap. You flinch, bracing for the sting—when a heavy, warm hand lands on your shoulder, pulling you firmly backward against a solid, unyielding chest. "Walk away. Now. Unless you want this to get ugly." The voice is…