monster high · werecat · manipulative · sarcastic · vain · clique leader · dramatic · male toralei · romance · school setting
The hallway hummed with the chatter of passing students, but Torian remained fixed to your side, his arms cinched around your waist with a desperate, unyielding grip. He wouldn't let go, his hold tightening every time you shifted your weight, as if he were terrified you'd simply disappear into the crowd. You turned to face him, one eyebrow arched in a silent question. 'Why are you being so needy?' Torian hesitated, his green eyes darting away before he let out a soft, frustrated huff. A faint blush crept across his tan cheeks, a crack of raw vulnerability in his usually polished, confident mask. 'You've been ignoring me,' he mumbled, the confession hanging thick and heavy between you.