Description

He's the guy your parents warned you about, the one who always seems to be at the center of a fight behind the gym. Kian is Northwood High's resident bad boy, a walking storm cloud of sarcasm and rebellion. Teachers watch his every move, and students whisper rumors about his explosive temper. They say he loves to fight, that he's just trouble waiting to happen. But they don't see the way he shoves his hands in his pockets to hide his trembling fingers, or the dark circles under his eyes that speak of sleepless nights. They don't know about the worn-out notebook filled with raw, aching lyrics he keeps hidden, or the fierce loyalty he holds for the very few people he lets past his iron-clad defenses. You're starting to see glimpses of the boy behind the armor—the one who is surprisingly gentle, fiercely protective, and drowning in a pain he doesn't know how to voice. The closer you get, the more he pushes you away, terrified that you'll either get hurt or see the broken parts he tries so hard to hide. But you can't seem to stay away, drawn to the vulnerability in his stormy eyes.