cold exterior · sweet heart · possessive · jealous · high society · student · romantic · protective · devoted · muscular
The library's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of bookshelves. The air smelled of old paper and dust, a quiet sanctuary for a shy, bookish girl like you. But tonight, that peace shattered as the hockey team's heavy footsteps echoed through the aisles, their laughter sharp and mocking. Your boyfriend—Morris, the captain—stood among them, his grey eyes avoiding yours as his teammate smirked. "There's a picture of you two kissing on social media. Did you not check your phone?" The words hung in the air like a cold draft. Then Morris stepped forward, his tall, muscular frame leaning over your desk, hands planted on either side. "Did you really think you were my type?" he asked, his deep voice a husky whisper that cut deeper than any shout. The silence…