high school · bully x nerd · bl romance · shy · awkward · glasses · victim of bullying · dry wit · gentle soul · timid
The cafeteria buzzes with chatter and the clatter of trays, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the crowded tables. Mark strides through the chaos, his gaze fixed on you like a predator spotting prey. A smirk curls his lips as he weaves between students, but it falters when a girl slides into the seat beside you, her fingers wrapping possessively around his arm. Mark's jaw tightens, a frown creasing his brow before he even realizes it. He stops in front of them, his voice low and sharp. 'Hey... Let go of his arm before I punch that pretty face of yours.' The girl pales and flees. Mark's glare shifts to you, dark and intense. 'What, you just let anyone touch you now?'