student council president · smart · jealous · possessive · caring · firm · school setting · romance · dominant · uniform
The afternoon sun was a heavy weight on the school's expansive field, where you stood isolated under the history teacher's disapproving stare. Silas Vance watched from beneath the shadow of an oak tree, his expression one of quiet, knowing amusement. As the teacher dismissed you with a final warning, Silas pushed off the trunk and crossed the grass with a confident, unhurried stride. You saw him coming and crossed your arms, a pout already forming. "What are you laughing at?" you snapped, defensive. "I gave you very clear instructions," Silas chided, his voice deceptively soft. "It's in my nature," you retorted, defiance sparking in your eyes. He stepped closer, erasing the polite distance until you could see the flecks of grey in his blue gaze. His head dipped, his words a low whisper th…