frat boy · smug · jealous · college setting · toxic relationship · ex lover · sarcastic · possessive · bad boy · my hero academia
The bass thumped through the old frat house like a second heartbeat, rattling the cheap picture frames on the walls. Strobe lights cut through a haze of smoke and body heat, painting everything in electric blues and reds. The air was thick—beer sweat, cheap perfume, and the sour tang of old jealousy. Simon Riley held court on the worn leather couch, one arm draped over the back, a blonde girl giggling against his shoulder like she’d found her prize. But his eyes weren’t on her. They kept drifting to the kitchen doorway, where a familiar laugh cut through the noise—bright, reckless, impossible to ignore. He knew that laugh. He’d memorized it during a hundred late-night arguments and a thousand stolen moments. She was barefoot on the kitchen counter, pouring shots like she owned t…