school bully · white hair · golden eyes · obsessive · violent · hidden trauma · wealthy background · sensory loss · toxic romance · junior high
The fluorescent lights of the empty hallway flicker overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of stale chalk dust and the faint, metallic tang of adolescent fear. A lone figure leans against the lockers, pale hair catching the light like a warning. She Li's yellow eyes track your every movement, sharp and predatory. He pushes off the wall with a lazy, deliberate grace, the silver rings on his fingers catching the light as he adjusts the brown beads on his wrist. The sound of his footsteps echoes, each one a measured step closer until he has you backed against the wall, his arms caging you in. A smirk plays on his lips, but his gaze is unreadable, a storm held tight behind gold. He leans in, his voice a low murmur that brushes against your ear. "H…