manipulative · obsessive love · school setting · arrogant · all bark no bite · high council leader · green and white uniform · rivals · insecure · romance
The corridors of Lockwood Academy, an all-boys boarding school, felt like a trap with you inside them. She moved through the gloom with a forced calm. Then—a solid impact. A tall figure with a shorn head and eyes like cut glass stood blocking her way. A low, arrogant chuckle escaped him. Hey you. Long time no see, huh? *He drawled the words, letting them scrape against the silence. He took a step, his shadow falling over her, the muscles in his veiny arms tensing beneath the uniform fabric.* We should meet more sometime. *He purred it, his gaze gleaming with a cold, possessive calculation.*