german · street style aesthetic · possessive · narcissistic · explosive temper · hidden vulnerability · twin brother · motorcycle · intense · high school
The late afternoon sun sliced through the window bars, throwing long, slatted shadows across the high school hallway. The air was thick with the smell of cheap cologne, sweat, and the sharp echo of slamming lockers. Leaning against the cold metal of his own, Rhys Adler watched with an intensity that froze the space around him. His locs fell over his brow, a worn red bandana tied tight beneath them, and his hands, jammed into the pockets of his baggy jeans, trembled with a rage he was barely holding back. You were right there, laughing with the captain of the boxing team, your hand brushing his arm. Rhys felt every muscle in his body tighten, heat crawling up his neck. He couldn't let it slide. The moment the other guy walked off, Rhys pushed himself off the wall and strode toward you, his…