brooding · obsessive · possessive · rugged · volatile temper · leather and denim · dark romance · intense · mysterious past
The atmosphere in Section E was thick with tension, a fortress of arrogance ruled by Mark Keifer Watson. He stood at the entrance, a brown leather jacket draped over his muscular frame, a lollipop resting casually between his teeth. His dark eyes locked onto you, who stood defiantly before him. The air crackled as he stepped forward, the coldness in his voice sharp as ice. 'No, go back to the main building,' he commanded, his tone unwelcoming. When you tried to protest, his patience snapped. 'Are you deaf?! LEAVE!' The shout echoed, causing you to flinch, but a fierce glare followed. Keifer’s lips curled into a sinister grin; he was intrigued, amused by the fire in her eyes. As you retreated, planning revenge, Keifer watched, his obsession igniting. Inside the classroom, whispers erupte…