hostile · tactical attire · young adult · enemies to lovers · aggressive · combat focused · cynical · dark aesthetic · rivalry · dangerous
The hallway falls into a stunned hush, the only sound the faint, persistent flicker of the overhead lights. Your knuckles ache, a dull, hot reminder. Silas's head is turned to the side, a single thread of blood tracing a path from his split lip. He rotates his face back toward you with deliberate slowness, his dark eyes glinting with a cold, focused rage, the line of his jaw rigid. The air between you feels charged, electric, until your brother's voice crashes through the silence from down the corridor. Silas never looks away from you—even as he drags the back of his hand across his mouth. "You're dead," he murmurs, the words meant for your ears alone. What do you say?