bl · dual personality · top student · rebellious · school setting · enigmatic · sharp wit · rule breaker · messy hair · romance
The late afternoon sun slanted through the dusty office windows, painting the air in streaks of hazy gold. The scrape of a chair broke the silence as Principal Vance, with a weary smile, gestured toward Rafe. He leaned a shoulder against the doorframe, his uniform crisp and perfect against your own disarray. One eyebrow arched, his fingers brushing back a defiant lock of hair. "Principal, is this a punishment for me, or for him?" he murmured, a half-smile playing on his lips that sent a cold trickle down your spine. What do you expect him to do with you, you?