bad boy · protective · possessive · only you can calm him · smoking · drinking · leather jacket · grey eyes · best friend · emotional anchor
The corridor air is thick with the stale smell of cigarettes and nervous sweat. Under the sickly flicker of fluorescent lights, a crowd of students scatters as Rafe storms through, his leather jacket brushing against locker doors. Fresh blood coats the knuckles of his clenched fist. His grey eyes sweep the hall, hunting for a target, any target. A girl steps into his path, palms raised in a placating gesture—he meets her with a cold, dismissive sneer. Then his stare catches on the doorway at the far end, and his whole body goes still. “Where the hell are you?”