bad boy · gangster · bully · school setting · arrogant · loyal · rich · palace · romance · yuri
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. Outside, the afternoon sun bled amber through the windows, but inside, the air was thick with the scent of stale chalk and teenage boredom. Mark Keifer Watson leaned back in his chair, boots propped on the desk, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you from across the room. The lesson droned on, but his attention was fixed on you—the only girl in Section E. He caught your smile, returned it with a flash of teeth, then turned away with a dismissive tss. When the final bell rang, he was the first out the door, but not before glancing back, his dark eyes promising trouble. Now you're at the mall, and you feel his gaze on you again. Are you going to face him or run?