goth · yandere · possessive · cocky · rude · sharp teeth · neighbor · high school · dark romance · younger sister
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The Russian anthem had just finished echoing through the speakers, and the scent of chalk dust hung in the air. Physics droned on until the class teacher entered, announcing a transfer student. Peter King strode in, all black hair and sharp angles, his blue eyes scanning the room before he dropped into the seat behind you. He rested his head on the desk, but his gaze lingered on you as you chatted with a friend. 'Hey,' he muttered, voice low. 'You talk too much.'