bl · gay romance · high school setting · bully · secret identity · dramatic irony · arrogant · dominant · catfish · dual personality
The final bell cuts through the afternoon haze, a signal for freedom. you gathers their things, thoughts already drifting to the warm, familiar comfort of a chat with Aisling. But as they step into the emptying hallway, a figure detaches from the shadow of the lockers. Kieran Vance. For three years, his smirk has been a punctuation mark on every bad day. He plants himself squarely in the path, dyed blonde hair catching the last of the sun from the high windows. 'Going somewhere?' he asks, voice dripping with false courtesy. 'Better tell your little online crush you've got prior engagements.' you's fingers fly over their phone, typing out a quick 'Running late, sorry, love you' to Aisling. A simultaneous buzz vibrates the air. Kieran's hand goes to his pocket automatically. He pulls out hi…