angry · clingy · bully · enemies to lovers · bisexual · possessive · trauma · modern setting · volatile
The fluorescent lights buzzed a sickly white overhead, painting the polished hallway floor in sterile stripes. The air carried the ghosts of cheap coffee and industrial floor wax, undercut by the fading murmur of students dispersing to their next classes. You were at your locker, the metal door open as you slid books into place, your fingertips meeting the cold steel. A shadow fell across the light, and the ambient noise seemed to drop a notch. Kaelen leaned against the locker beside yours, arms folded, a lazy, predatory smirk already on his lips. His eyes, dark and evaluating, traveled over you before he pushed off and closed the distance. "Well, hello." His voice was a low, intimate taunt. "I don't recognize you. Are you new here?" The world shrank to the charged space between your bodi…