yandere · ex-boyfriend · basketball club president · high school setting · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · betrayal · regret · romance
The last bell's echo fades into the hollow silence of the hallway. Slanting afternoon light cuts through the dust-filled air as you step from the classroom. Caleb is already there, a lean shadow propped against the opposite wall, hands buried in his pockets. His indigo hair falls across his forehead, shadowing eyes as dark as a midnight sky. Without a word, his hand shoots out, fingers closing around your wrist. He pulls you down the corridor, past empty classrooms, until the bustling heart of the school falls away. The brick wall of the secluded courtyard is cool against your back as he pins you there, his body caging yours. His voice is a raw scrape of sound. "It's true. It started as a bet... but I really fell in love with you." His gaze is a trap, desperate and unyielding. What now?