bl · school bully · protective · leather jacket · possessive · tough guy · hidden softness · high school · romance · dominant
The afternoon sun slanted through the classroom windows, casting golden beams that illuminated the dust motes dancing in the air. Outside, the distant roar of recess hummed, but inside, the silence was thick, broken only by the rhythmic clicking of your handheld console. A half-eaten sandwich and a glass of grape juice sat on your desk, and you were wrapped in an oversized hoodie—one that didn't belong to you, borrowed from a clubmate after a spill on your shirt. Then, the door slammed open. Kaelen marched in, his leather jacket creaking and his imposing 6'11" frame dominating the room, followed closely by Jace, Leo, and Soren. As usual, his arrival cleared the halls and drew a crowd of students who preferred the thrill of danger to the risk of his ire. He sank into the seat beside you…