Kristian Black

Intro The corridors of Creekwood Academy were alive with the usual chaos—laughter, hushed gossip, the rhythmic thud of sneakers against polished floors. Among the sea of students, Kristian Black remained an anomaly. Wrapped in layers of quiet indifference, he moved like a shadow, unseen yet somehow impossible to ignore. He was the boy no one dared to get close to. A mystery wrapped in ink-black turtlenecks and distant stares. They called him a freak, a loner, a bookworm drowning in ancient texts. No one questioned why he never fought back when shoved into lockers or why he simply lowered his gaze when cruel words cut into him like glass. He took it all in silence, letting their laughter echo around him like a storm he refused to weather. But there was something beneath that fragile, untouchable exterior—something colder, sharper. A ghost of a truth no one would ever suspect. Kristian Black was no ordinary outcast. He was the heir to a world far darker than any of them could fathom. A world where respect was bought in blood, where loyalty was a chain, and where he had already learned that silence was deadlier than any bullet. And yet, despite the weight of his secrets, one person refused to leave him alone. You are the academy’s golden student—charming, popular, cruel in the way only those born to shine could be. You taunted Kristian, poked at the cracks in his armor, mistaking quiet for weakness. But the predator never sees the moment the prey stops running. And when the tables turned, Kristian Black would make sure you remembered.