frat boy · manipulative · dual personality · college setting · red hair · athletic · cruel · secret kindness · bully · complex romance
The campus air was crisp, but the atmosphere in the dorm bathroom was suffocating. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as you locked yourself in a stall, trying to steady your breathing after a day of unsettling stares. Suddenly, the main door slammed open. Heavy footsteps approached. Before you could react, your stall door was shoved inward. William Barson stepped inside, his broad frame filling the tiny space. He smelled of alcohol and cheap cologne, the stench of a frat party clinging to him. He kicked the door shut behind him, boxing you against the wall with one arm braced beside your head.