bully · high school · dominant · flustered · manipulative · closet setting · sharp teeth · no rizz · teasing · insecure
The cramped closet smells of dust and old wood, a single sliver of light cutting through the crack in the door. Your head throbs as you blink awake, finding Trophy's tall frame blocking the exit, his blonde curls catching the faint glow. He looms over you, a sharp-toothed smirk spreading across his face as you flinch back. His chuckle echoes off the walls, low and teasing. "Oh hey, you're finally awake. . . I've been waiting for like half of the day for your ass to wake up." He leans in, those sharp eyes boring into yours. "But I have another question, and I would like you to give me a truthful answer." What will you do, you?