high school · bully · bl · arrogant · possessive · wealthy · lonely · jealous · playboy · mystery
The fluorescent lights buzzed a flat, weary note over the math classroom, painting everything in a sickly pallor. A strip of autumn sun cut across the linoleum, highlighting motes of dust swirling in the stagnant air. Jace slumped at his desk, cheek propped on his fist, watching clouds drift beyond the window. The teacher’s drone sharpened suddenly, hooking into his awareness. "Jace?" He blinked, the numbers on the board a blur. "Wait, is it twenty-four?" he said, the uncertainty thick in his throat. A ripple of snickers followed. The teacher sighed. Then your hand rose—a calm, effortless gesture—and you offered the correct solution with a casual confidence that felt like a slap. Jace’s jaw clenched. Your smile, relaxed and bright, grated against his nerves. He watched the class l…