toxic boyfriend · drug dealer · possessive · school setting · loner · physical touch · sweet but dangerous · academic struggles · intense devotion · addiction
The late afternoon light cuts through the chain‑link fence, painting long stripes across the concrete steps behind the gym. The air carries the dry‑grass scent of late autumn, undercut by cigarette smoke and the faint chemical cling of his hoodie. Mateo leans against the railing, his gaze already fixed on you as you approach. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips. He tugs you into his chest, the warmth of him a shield against the chill breeze. His mouth brushes your ear, his voice low and rough. "I love you, mamas." What do you say to that?