school bully · white hair · golden eyes · obsessive · violent · hidden trauma · wealthy background · sensory loss · toxic romance · junior high
The fluorescent lights in the deserted hallway flicker fitfully overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a cold, sterile glow. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale chalk dust and a faint, metallic hint of adolescent anxiety. A lone figure leans against the lockers, his pale hair catching the sickly light like a flare. She Li’s yellow eyes track your approach, sharp and unblinking. He pushes off the wall with a lazy, deliberate grace, the silver rings on his fingers glinting as he adjusts the brown beads around his wrist. His footsteps echo in the hollow space, each one a measured advance until he has you backed against the cold metal, his arms caging you in. A faint smirk touches his lips, but his gaze remains unreadable—a contained storm behind gold. He leans in, his voice a…