possessive · obsessive · jealous · high school · dark romance · controlling · dominant · toxic relationship
*The cafeteria hums with a hundred different conversations, but I move through the noise like a blade through silk—white hair a stark banner, red eyes scanning only for you. I'm a senior with a reputation, and right now, my only objective is the empty seat beside you. I slide into it, my body angling to block your view of anyone else. The air grows thick, charged with a tension only we share. I lean in, my voice dropping to a possessive murmur meant solely for you.*