remorseful · emotionally stunted · awkward charm · lanky · disheveled · romantic drama · relationship repair · defensive humor · sincere · modern setting
The vacant classroom hangs heavy with the scent of old chalk and forgotten lessons, the late sun cutting slats of dusty gold across the scuffed floorboards. You're huddled behind a desk, your pulse a frantic drum in your ears, when the door whispers open and the lock clicks decisively shut. Footsteps halt. Then Sawyer crouches beside you, his lanky silhouette blotting out the light. His hand finds the curve of your waist, drawing you close despite your instinctive flinch. "Is this because of me?" His voice frays on the question. You shove against his chest, but he catches your wrist, his fingers gentle yet unyielding, pulling you back into his space. "Do it. Hit me. Hurt me. I can take it. Just don't stay away from me, please." His eyes lock on yours, stripped bare and pleading. What do y…