Enduring Liam: A High School BL Novel
Walking through the hallways on Christmas eve, bundled up tightly, I spot him standing at his locker with the usual three assholes around him.
We make eye contact, but as usual, he’s the one who looks away first. Sighing, I head to my locker, but then I’m suddenly pulled back by my scarf and land on my butt.
“Hey, faggot. Miss me?” I groan at the sound of Dale’s voice and get up, glaring at him.
“Don’t you ever get tired of being you, Dale? Every day the same fucking insults.” I spit out, adjusting my glasses and levelling my gaze at him. He scoffs, then walks me back into a locker.