bl · high school · enemies to lovers · tsundere · vulnerable · bully · angst · romance · hidden loneliness · rival
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows behind the school, where the air smells of stale cigarettes and damp concrete. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and then you see him — Collin, your rival, slumped against the graffiti-stained wall. His usual sneer is gone, replaced by tear tracks through the grime on his face. Bruises bloom purple on his arms, and blood seeps through a tear in his shirt. He looks up, eyes red-rimmed, and his voice cracks as he mutters, "What do you want, you?"