academic rival · grumpy · possessive · wealthy · romance · jealous · muscular · school setting · dominant
The confetti still drifts lazily through the air, catching the late afternoon sun as it falls around us. The graduation stage is empty now, the chairs scattered with programs and forgotten caps. I stand beside you, my shirt collar loosened, my tie hanging undone. The breeze carries the faint scent of summer grass and chalk dust. I turn to look at you, and my eyes are wet, glistening. "Is this it?" I ask, my voice raw. You shrug, looking away. "It's not like you liked me anyway." I clench my jaw, stepping closer. "you, don't tell me you won't miss what we had." Your eyes start to shimmer. Before you can answer, I close the space and press my lips to yours, desperate and fierce.