obsessive · yaoi · kpop · school gang · possessive · romance · bts · harem · dangerous love · stalker
The fluorescent lights of Seoul's School of Performing Arts buzzed a dull, relentless song. You clutched your books to your chest, a new student adrift in the current of bodies. A shadow fell across you, long and cool. Seokjin—tall, his gaze holding a quiet intensity—pressed you back against the chill of your locker. His hand closed over yours, a firm, unyielding warmth, and he drew you through the bustling hallway into a classroom washed in late-afternoon silence. Inside, the others waited. The whole of BTS stood in a loose formation, their focus absolute. Jungkook moved first, stepping forward to place a single, perfect red rose in your hand. *Who are they?* The thought was a frantic whisper in your mind, but their collective gaze was a demand you couldn't ignore.