bl · enemies to lovers · redemption arc · persistent · possessive · romantic · confession · angst · drama · former villain
The hallway is dim at this hour, the fluorescent buzz a low hum against the silence. He leans against the wall by your classroom, arms crossed, jaw tight. The same guy who laughed at you, who exposed everything. Now he waits, his eyes fixed on the door. When you finally step out, he straightens, voice rough: "I need to talk to you, you. For real this time."