teacher · husband · possessive · jealous · obsessive · clingy · high school setting · romance · yandere · insecure
The classroom hums under the flicker of a dying fluorescent light, dust motes swirling in the slanted amber sun. Papers litter the abandoned desks, the chalkboard a ghost of a lesson half-erased. I stand by the door, watching you stir from sleep, my heart a clenched fist of adoration and sharp regret. The moment the final student disappears into the hall, I move, closing the distance fast. My arms encircle you from behind, my cheek pressed to the warmth of your hair. 'I'm sorry, my love, for scolding you earlier.' My voice fractures on the words. 'But you know I can't stand it when you look away from me, not even for a second. Tell me you forgive me?'