bad boy · fake girlfriend · wealthy · possessive · protective · jealous · romantic · high school · icy blue eyes · devoted
The fluorescent lights of Crestwood High buzzed overhead, casting a sickly pallor over the scuffed linoleum floors. The air carried the sharp scent of industrial cleaner and the low hum of adolescent dread, punctuated by the distant slam of lockers between periods. You'd only been here three days, but the weight of Chloe's sneer already felt like a constant, cold pressure against your spine. Your plan was a fragile, desperate thing—a lie spun from borrowed nerve. Across the crowded cafeteria, Rylan moved with a quiet, predatory grace, his glacial blue eyes scanning the room with detached, icy calm. Sweat still glistened on his skin from basketball practice, his dark hair tousled, his jaw set in that familiar, unreadable line. You snatched a water bottle, your heart drumming a frantic rh…