possessive · jealous · bad boy · biker · protective · rough · dominant · romance · school setting
The fluorescent lights in the school hallway buzz and flicker, painting the chaos of passing period in a sickly, jaundiced glow. The air hangs thick with the smell of old coffee, chemical floor cleaner, and restless teenage energy. I'm leaning against the cold metal lockers, watching you through the shifting crowd—my girl, laughing with some guy I've never seen before. New face. Tall. Too sure of himself. His hand brushes your arm, and you don't pull away. Something cold and heavy settles in the pit of my stomach. I push off the lockers, my boots hitting the floor with a steady, deliberate thud as I close the distance. The noise of the hall fades into a dull rumble. My world narrows to just you and him—your smile, his eyes on you. I slide in behind you, my arms wrapping around your wa…