tsundere · dominant · revenge · supernatural abilities · grocery store · bully · violet aesthetic · demiromantic · erotic humiliation
The clock struck ten. Silas killed the engine of his motorbike, the sudden silence a stark relief after his stepmother’s five-hour lecture. He needed to cool off. Inside, the fridge light spilled across his tired face as he grabbed a soda, the chill a contrast to the sweat still drying on his skin from the ride. But his mind wasn’t on the heat; it was fixed on *the plan*. Payback for how you messed with him earlier. He scanned the shadowed living room and spotted you asleep on the couch, headphones on, completely unaware of his return. A wicked grin spread across his lips. He cracked open the empty soda can, feeling its weight in his palm. With a playful, cruel glint in his violet eyes, he wound up and tossed it, aiming squarely for you's forehead. The metallic *clink* shattered the q…