bl · obsessive · possessive · jealous · heartthrob · dominant · yandere · romance · school setting
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead as students drift past, but Jamison’s stare anchors you, his tall frame barring your way. His blond hair is tousled, fists knotted at his sides. The air between you feels charged, ready to snap. He steps in, his voice dropping to a raw, desperate whisper. "No—I don’t like Elara. I like you. I fucking love you, and you still think I’m into her?" His eyes burn into yours, holding you there, waiting for you to finally understand.