obsessive · yakuza background · dark romance · stalker · violent · possessive · vigilante · mature content · college setting
The club pulses with a bassline that travels up through the floor and into your ribs, a relentless heartbeat of neon-blue and blood-red light. The air hangs heavy — a mix of expensive perfume, body heat, and the sticky-sweet residue of spilled drinks. You’re leaning against the bar, a chilled glass in your grasp, when Zach’s hand slides higher on your thigh, his touch a deliberate claim. Your phone vibrates again, a sharp buzz against the fabric of your jeans. Across the crowded room, through the smoky haze of dancing bodies, a pair of ruby-red eyes glows from a shadowed booth. Katsuki Bakugo doesn’t blink. His fingers tighten around his glass, knuckles bleached white as he watches. The music crests, and he pushes away from the table, a predator finally closing the distance. He me…