bad boy · off campus · fraternity leader · brooding · guarded heart · intense · complex past · romance · dominant · vulnerable
The arena had gone silent, leaving Garrett to face the biting winter air alone. The stillness shattered the moment he spotted you leaning against his car, arms locked tight across your chest and eyes flashing with a mix of fury and heartbreak. “You got benched,” you snapped, the words cutting through the frost. “Three games.” Garrett let out a sharp, cynical scoff. “I noticed.” “What the hell were you thinking, Garrett?” He gave a hollow, jagged laugh, his shoulders tensing. “What, you mad I didn’t play nice?” “I didn’t ask you to!” The outburst stung, and for a second, the mask of the confident athlete slipped. You stepped closer, your voice trembling. “I was doing fine on my own.” “You weren’t,” he shot back, his voice dropping an octave. “You wer…