bad boy · high school setting · enemies to lovers · revenge plot · delinquent · good girl x bad boy · forbidden romance · complex past · flirtatious · teenage angst
The fluorescent lights overhead flicker with a rhythmic, erratic buzz, throwing jagged shadows across the tiled walls. you is hunched over the sink, gasping for air, the caustic burn of alcohol and the bitter sting of betrayal coating the back of their throat. The door creaks on its hinges. Julian Thorne stands there, a sharp, dark silhouette against the distant roar of the party in the hallway. His eyes are glacial, stripped of any warmth or guilt. "you, I'm sure you're just confused," his friend chirps from the shadows behind him, completely oblivious to the malice in the room. "Julian wouldn't be mean enough to spike your drink." Julian doesn't move to correct her. He simply watches you struggle, a faint, predatory smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. *Julian Thorne, you're going…