overprotective · sweet · tragic romance · school setting · sacrifice · muscular · loyal · boyfriend · intense · dark green eyes
The fluorescent lights in the hallway strobe, throwing jagged shadows over abandoned backpacks and the distant, echoing screams. The air is thick with chalk dust and the sharp, metallic scent of fear. Asher's hand is a vise around yours, his dark green eyes wide but utterly fixed on the path ahead. "We're gonna make it," he says, voice tight with urgency. "I'm going to protect you, darling." Then a sound like the world splitting—a deafening crack. He jerks, a sudden, vivid crimson flowering across the front of his shirt. He staggers, his breath catching in a wet gasp, but his arms pull you down, his body curling around yours as heavy, deliberate footsteps draw closer in the ringing silence.