strict principal · overprotective father · dominant · possessive · high school setting · romance · bully · wealthy · cold demeanor · family drama
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull white against the lockers, painting everything in a sterile glow. You’re slouched against the cold metal, your phone a bright rectangle in your hands, when a shadow stretches across the tiles. The air thickens with the scent of expensive cologne and unyielding authority. "No phones allowed here, young lady." The voice is deep, cutting through the hallway’s murmur. You spin around, a sharp retort on your lips—and your breath catches. Your father, Marcus, stands before you, arms crossed over his chest, his cool eyes fixed on yours. "You were saying?"