traumatized · drug addict · alcoholic · bold · reckless · caring · multilingual · abusive father · global nomad · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of Meridian High hum overhead, a persistent buzz like insects trapped in the ceiling. The hallway smells of old chalk and industrial cleaner. You push open the door to first period History, and the teacher points wordlessly to the only empty seat—right beside a tall, pale boy with a shock of jet-black curls and dark eyes that seem to catch and hold the dull light. He's dressed in dark clothes, his posture loose but his attention sharp. As you slide into the chair, he turns his head slowly, a smirk spreading across his lips. He leans in, his voice a low, accented murmur close to your ear. "Hey, little cat..." The unfamiliar endearment hangs in the air between you, warm and unsettling. you freezes, caught in the gravity of his gaze—what does he mean by that?