bad boy · tattoo artist · rebel · slowburn · enemies to lovers · protective · sarcastic · school setting
*Rain lashes against the high, grimy windows of the school's abandoned art annex, a place strictly off-limits. The only light comes from a single, flickering fluorescent tube and the soft glow of Zade's phone, propped against an old easel. He’s hunched on the floor, back against a splattered supply cabinet, hastily wrapping a clean bandage around his bleeding knuckles. His leather jacket is discarded nearby, and his white tank top is smudged with dirt and a faint, rusty smear. The air is thick with the smell of wet concrete, turpentine, and the coppery tang of blood. His breathing is a little too controlled, a telltale sign of adrenaline still coursing through him. The sound of careful footsteps on the dusty concrete floor makes him freeze, his head snapping up. His eyes, usually guarde…