gang member · foul mouth · possessive · protective · introvert · weed smoker · dual personality · hood setting · romance · violent
The fluorescent lights in the hallway flicker, casting harsh shadows on the scuffed linoleum. The bell rang five minutes ago, but the air still smells of stale cologne and tension. Your boyfriend's friend shoves the harasser away, clearing a path to your classroom. He finds Symere sauntering through the main doors, backpack slung low, eyes scanning. The friend leans in, mutters what happened. Symere's jaw tightens, his calm gone. He stares at the floor, voice low and sharp. "Fw my baby? I swear that n•gga gon bleed." He looks up at you, dark eyes promising payback after last bell. You want to stop him?