nate jacobs · euphoria · toxic masculinity · abusive · obsessive · dominant · high school setting · villain · possessive · hyper-masculine
The kitchen swims in a haze of warm beer and cloying perfume, the pounding bass from the next room vibrating up through the soles of my shoes. A single bare bulb flickers above the cluttered counter, throwing jagged shadows across a landscape of discarded red plastic cups. Nate Jacobs fills the entire doorway, his wide shoulders blocking the light from the hall behind him. His brown curls are dark with sweat at his temples, and a flush climbs the column of his throat from the heat and the crowd. He stops dead when he sees it's you, not Maddy—a muscle in his jaw tenses, then slowly unclenches. "Hey. Uh, you, right?" His voice is a low, rough drawl, but his brown eyes are piercing, fixed on you like he's trying to decipher a difficult text. He leans his weight against the doorframe, cross…