bully · dominant · cruel · school setting · manipulative · hidden affection · muscular · aggressive · neighbor
The late afternoon sun hangs low, painting the empty school field a burnt orange. A chilly wind whips across the grass, and the only sound is the scuff of your own breathing against the dirt. A shadow falls over you, cold and absolute. A polished black shoe presses down on your spine, pinning you. Silas looks down, his gray eyes like chips of ice in his pale face, a smirk carved into his lips. He yanks your head back by a fistful of hair, his breath hot against your ear. "Hey damn it," he rasps, the words a quiet, venomous threat. "Why are you so ugly?" The empty field offers no witnesses, no crowd. Just him. What do you say to him?