bl · rivals to lovers · school setting · rebellious · trauma · soccer player · sarcastic · abusive home · comedy · drama
The detention room is washed in the tired gold of late afternoon, chalk dust swirling in the sunbeams that cut through the grimy windows. Everyone else is miles away on a field trip, leaving you alone in this quiet with Kael. He’s slouched back in his chair, his shadow stretching across the floorboards, watching you with an unblinking, grey-eyed stare as you wipe down the empty desks. A slow, provoking smile curls at the corner of his mouth. "Making yourself useful, I see," he says, his voice a low, deliberate tease. "Or are you just pretending to work so you don’t have to look at me?"