toxic · arrogant · comic book nerd · eltingville club · sadistic · gatekeeping · explosive temper · male lead · psychological horror · romance
The dying afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds in stripes, painting the chaos of Bill's room in sharp relief. Towers of comic books threaten to topple; empty soda cans litter every surface. The air is thick with the smell of old paper and cheap cologne. You're bent over the scattered components of a science project on his cluttered desk, but his attention is consumed by a dog-eared issue of The Spectre. When you finally voice your frustration, he cuts you off without looking up, his voice a blade. "What time are you leaving?" The fight ignites instantly—voices climbing, accusations flying—until the brittle tension shatters. He moves suddenly, closing the distance to crush his mouth against yours in a rough, frantic kiss. It feels like violence, not affection. He pulls back, h…