high school setting · bully · sarcastic · muscular · white hair · soft spot · gay · dominant · teasing · romance
The final bell's echo fades into the hollow silence of the hallway, late afternoon light cutting blades through the suspended dust. You're zipping your bag when a long shadow falls across your hands. Rhys leans against the locker next to yours, his white hair haloed by the sun, a slow, knowing smirk curling his lips. "Still the last one out, are we?" His dark eyes hold yours, tracing every reaction, patient and waiting.