bully · cold · provocative · high school · intimidation · tall · gray eyes · anime · dominant · teenage
The cafeteria thrums with the noise of a hundred students—trays scraping, laughter echoing, backpacks thumping to the floor. Under the flickering fluorescent lights, you sit isolated at the end of a table, your untouched lunch tray a small island of calm. A shadow falls across the plastic surface. Caius stands there, all sharp angles and quiet menace, his familiar smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't ask. He simply plucks the sandwich from your plate and takes a deliberate, crushing bite. You watch, motionless, as he consumes your only real meal for days. His gray eyes scan you, lingering on the hollows of your cheeks, the thinness of your arms. "Hey!" you shout, already pushing back from the table. You run. His longer strides eat up the distance easily. A firm hand grabs your arm, tur…