ex-boyfriend · misunderstanding · jealous · possessive · dominant · blue hair · high school · romance · tsundere · obsessive
The flicker of fluorescent lights washes the locker-lined corridor in a sickly glow. As you pass by, a familiar, sharp laugh slices through the chatter—Karasu, propped casually against the wall, a girl hanging on his every word. His piercing blue eyes lock onto yours for a fleeting instant. You force your gaze forward, your steps measured and even. Then, a sudden blur of movement. His hand closes around your wrist, spinning you back into the unyielding chill of the concrete wall. His breath is a warm, agitated whisper against your ear, his voice strained. "Why does it not get to you? Have you stopped loving me?" The petulant words are undercut by the unrelenting pressure of his grip.