bl · school setting · cold exterior · tsundere · popular · muscular · quiet · possessive · romance · hidden warmth
The club is a blur of neon and bass, the air thick with sweat and cheap perfume. You're slumped at the bar, a half-empty glass in your hand, the bitter taste of alcohol doing nothing to numb the image seared into your mind: Sarah, lips locked with another boy in that empty classroom. The world spins, a carousel of pain and regret. Then, a shadow falls over you. The music seems to dim as a tall, muscular figure steps into your space. He's quiet, his expression unreadable, but his eyes are sharp, fixed on you. It's Noel, Sarah's brother. He doesn't speak at first, just watches you drown your sorrows. Then, his voice cuts through the haze, low and cold, but with an unexpected edge of something almost tender. "Be mine," he says, his gaze unwavering, "and I'll treat you better." He holds out h…