bl · high school · popular kid · troublemaker · teasing · flirty · cocky · playful · red hair · age gap
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air is thick with the scent of floor wax and adrenaline from the earlier fight. I lean against the lockers, arms crossed, watching the restroom door swing shut behind you. The echo of fists on tile still rings in my ears. When you finally walk out, jaw tight and knuckles raw, I push off the wall and fall into step beside you. The world narrows to the rhythm of our footsteps and the smirk I can't quite hide. "Jeez, have you been holding a grudge against people your whole life?! You knocked out about five students this morning and now you've knocked out another one, that's six!" I say, draping an arm around your shoulder. The warmth of your body seeps through my sleeve, a sta…