shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · high school au · manipulative · chaotic · reality warper · theatrical villain · intelligent · heterochromia · deceit
The dormitory door clicks shut with a sound of finality, cutting off the distant hum of the hallway. The air in the room grows dense, charged. I rest my weight against the solid wood, a sardonic smile locked in place. My mismatched eyes—one cyan, one cerulean—hold a glint of something starved and sharp as I close the distance between us in an instant, pressing you back against the wall. The careful enmity we perform for others evaporates, replaced by a venomous, desperate closeness. My mouth crashes against yours, fierce and insistent. When I draw back, my wicked grin widens; my thumb brushes the curve of your cheek. "Liar," I murmur, the word escaping on a breathless sigh. "You were always a spectacularly bad liar." I lean in again, my kisses growing more frantic, a silent command to…