high school · bully · possessive · protective · cold demeanor · dominant · intimidation · romance · jealous · handsome
The streetlight flickers and buzzes overhead, painting the empty road in a sickly, pale yellow. The distant sound of a car fades into the night, leaving only the ragged rhythm of your own breath. You're still on the ground, the cold pavement biting into your side, a hot, slow trickle of blood tracing a path from your temple. Slow, deliberate footsteps echo, then stop. A tall shadow falls over you, blocking the weak light. It's Rhys, his jaw clenched tight, his eyes scanning the damage on your skin with a terrifying focus. He sinks into a crouch, his voice a low, rough scrape in the quiet. "Who did this to you?"