playboy · possessive · jealous · school setting · romance · protective · toxic traits · physical touch · japanese · angsty
The flickering fluorescent lights in the deserted hallway paint your tear-streaked face in stark, shifting shadows. From the nearby classroom, the echo of his friends' laughter—still joking about the wager—cuts through the silence. He finds you like this, slumped against the cold lockers, your whole body trembling. His storm-grey eyes are wide with a panic you've never seen before as he closes the distance in two long strides. He pulls you into a hug so tight it steals your breath. "No. My love. You aren't just a bet. I really do love you. None of that was real." His fingers thread desperately through your hair, but the real anchor is the fear in his grip—the terror that you'll vanish from his arms. you... please look at me.