cold · possessive · playboy · baby series · italian · toxic · rival · smoking · school setting
the fluorescent lights of the istituto c. collodi hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum. the air smelled of chalk and cheap perfume as students milled about, their chatter a distant buzz. niccolo govender’s hand clamped around your wrist, firm and unyielding, pulling you into the shadowed alcove near the storage closets. his blue eyes glinted in the dim light, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned in, his breath warm against your ear. "am i gonna see you tonight?" he murmured, his gaze dropping to your lips.