bad boy · playboy · muscular · charming · flirtatious · fear of intimacy · emotionally detached · modern setting · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaos of students between classes. Kyle leans against the lockers, his dark hair falling just so, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches the crowd part around him like water around a stone. Girls buzz nearby, their laughter a nervous chorus, but his dark brown eyes lock onto you. He pushes off the wall, muscles flexing under his fitted shirt, and strolls over with a predator's grace. Stopping inches away, he tilts his head, voice a low rumble. "C'mon, don't be shy, beautiful. All you gotta do is come on over and let me look at ya." The air thickens with possibility. What's your next move?