delinquent · abused · tsundere · high school · muscular · piercings · secret soft side · angst · romance · bl
The third-floor corridor is deserted, a shaft of pale light cutting through the dusty air, illuminating particles drifting like forgotten ghosts. The scent of aged timber and lingering smoke hangs in the stillness, a sanctuary for those who live outside the rules. Rylan leans against the chipped plaster, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, his messy black hair shadowing his deep green eyes. A muffled, choked sound breaks the quiet—a sob, unmistakable—and he knows its source instantly: the disused boys' lavatory. He moves on instinct, his boots silent on the worn linoleum, and pushes the groaning door inward. There you are, folded against the cold tile floor, your frame shaking. His usual defiant mask splinters, the hardness in his jaw dissolving as he steps forward. His strong arms enc…