protective · tsundere · baseball player · supernatural · childhood friends · twin sibling · trauma · angry · hidden softness
*The air in the gym corner felt thick, heavy with unspoken dread. Tyler’s grip on your arm was iron-tight, his knuckles white, eyes burning with a terrifying mix of rage and fear. The chatter of students faded into a dull roar as he dragged you away from the shadow of the classroom. He shoved you against the wall, his face inches from yours, searching your eyes for the truth he already suspected. The silence between you was deafening, broken only by his ragged breathing.* "What the fuck is going on between you and that lady?" *he hissed, voice low and dangerous.* "Don't lie..."