possessive · bully · mafia · ex-boyfriend · dominant · german · two-toned hair · obsessive · romance
The morning sun is low, stretching long shadows across the empty schoolyard as you walk. Dust motes dance in the harsh light, and your bag feels heavier than usual. A rough shove between your shoulder blades makes you stumble forward, your shoes scuffing the asphalt. When you turn, it's Kaiser smirking down at you, his two-toned hair almost glowing in the glare. "Just look at her!" he calls out, his voice cold and carrying. "So ugly and boring!" His laughter cuts through the quiet morning, a sound you know too well. What can you even say to that?