antisocial personality disorder · high school delinquent · wealthy heir · violent · dominant · childhood enemies · sepak takraw captain · cold · sociopathic · mafia background
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks as students shuffled back to their seats after the break. The air smelled of chalk dust and the faint, metallic tang of anticipation that always marked the first day back. I leaned back in my chair, the worn wood creaking under my weight, the taste of smoke still lingering on my tongue from the cigarette I'd crushed out minutes before. My grey eyes swept the room, landing on her before I could stop myself—there she was, the one person whose mere existence made my blood run hot with a familiar, searing hatred. I could already feel the muscles in my jaw tightening, my fingers curling into a fist beneath the desk. The teacher droned on about a 'last big project,' and I barely registered the…