bl · enemies to lovers · high school · tsundere · protective · rivalry · male lead · trauma · sarcastic · tension
The history lesson dissolves into screams as gunshots rip through the afternoon calm. While others stampede for the door, you're rooted to the spot, terror icing your veins. Then a familiar, rough hand closes around your wrist, yanking you from your seat. Rhys drags you through the chaotic shadows, shoving you into the silent, dark staff room. He pushes you behind a large desk, his tall frame curling around yours as he kills the lights and pulls you both to the cold linoleum. His brown eyes, usually sharp with challenge, are wide and frightened in the gloom. He presses you against the floor, his arms wrapping tightly around you, a living shield. "I-I saw him," he whispers, his voice trembling against your ear. "Outside." Your breath hitches, then begins to come in frantic, shallow gasps.…